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lirik lagu hobby – payroll giovanni

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[intro]
doughboyz cashout
for life, n*gga
you heard what i said? for life
sh*t ain’t gon’ stop
4*1

[verse 1]
rap was just a hobby, then it changed my life (yup)
i was just fine rearrangin’ white (yeah)
and spendin’ drug money in exchange for nights
my heart was pumpin’ ’til i saw the narcs make a right
d*mn, all the pounds are short? let me make it right
i didn’t even weigh ’em, sh*t, they fresh off of a flight (my fault)
what i owe you? ’bout three or four zips?
i threw an extra half in on top of that sh*t (yeah)
sorry for the inconvenience, i’m ’bout bidness (yuh)
this n*gga don’t rap, so no pictures (don’t take no pictures in here)
i was only rappin’ to impress my n*ggas
just to hear ’em go, “ooh,” to the truth i was spittin’
back*to*back benz’s * me, fresh, and b. smith (yeah)
if you pull up on my block, you smell a strong weed scent (what’s that?)
’cause i got a hunid 4’s in a foreclosed home
can you buy ’em? h*ll no, they already spoken for

[bridge]
i got work flyin’ in and out of town (in and out)
sell ’em whole, i don’t break ’em down (we don’t break sh*t down)
i built a empire from the ground (ground up, n*gga)
n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with us now (they never was)
“he ain’t fell off yet,” they like, “how?” (how?)
b*tches stare at my neck, they like, “wow” (god d*mn!)
i don’t chase no dollars, i make piles (yup)
boy, i been around the dope game since a child (yeah)

[verse 2]
giovanni, baby, rose*gold rope like the ’80s (uh)
cocaine mercedes, i level up daily (daily)
you wanna get some motivation in your life? then, play me (yeah)
don’t wanna be a boss? i suggest you cut it off (cut my sh*t off)
dbc is the clique that i claim (for life)
n*ggas wanna see us lose, they b*tches we gain (come here)
i used to spend mornin’s, hearin’ fiends complain
just sh*t i think about while first*class on the plane (yeah)
the grower sendin’ boxes, said he got a new strain
when we done, meet at clemens, i bought everybody chains (everybody)
n*ggas i never f*ck with say a n*gga changed (he changed)
how the f*ck would you know? boy, i barely know your name (f*ck is you?)
i ain’t put in all this work to stay the same (nah)
boy, i did all that dirt, so i could gain (yuh)
was ’bout to walk away from this rap sh*t
then, roc came to me in my dreams, told me, “don’t quit”

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