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lirik lagu ain’t lookin’ for no handouts – rz so smooth

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[chorus]
no i don’t want yo’ apologizes
no, i don’t drink on no qualitest
my b*tch get the drink, she a pharmacist
i’m thinkin’ ’bout the hood, yea stealin’ it
how you trade on me how you trade?
was my brother but you left, you shoulda stayed
i had so much so much my shoulders couldn’t wait
i sit back and look at the people that you played
yeah ain’t lookin’ for no handouts
ain’t lookin’ for no handouts

[verse 1]
i was addicted to shootouts
i’m in the trenches with pluto
i got a stick at my b*tch house
now i take sh*ts in a big house
circle so small it’s like milk in this b*tch
i never carried the field
i gotta outwork my pills
i gotta suck up the tears
i’m in the gutter for real
i love my brother for real
never depend on a sl*t
can’t force it if he is my cut
them choices will make you a mutt
few years in the state
and the feds gave 200 months
off percs and 200 blunts
i get head for 200 bucks
i mix chanel with the fendi
shawty will k!ll you for singin’
shawty be lit with the benjis
and i f*cked twice in the hemy
fns tucked in the balmains
high high speed
i lost guns in the rental
and i put drugs in my mental
and i went and went designer

[chorus]
no i don’t want yo’ apologizes
no, i don’t drink on no qualitest
my b*tch get the drink, she a pharmacist
i’m thinkin’ ’bout the hood, yea stealin’ it
how you trade on me how you trade?
was my brother but you left, you shoulda stayed
i had so much so much my shoulders couldn’t wait
i sit back and look at the people that you played
yeah ain’t lookin’ for no handouts
ain’t lookin’ for no handouts

[verse 2]
im’a ball with a anthem
auntie went balled for the cancer
my uncle had died from stabbin’
i moved to the a now i’m dabbin’
ride 43 with no license
the opps is thinkin’ we isis
f*ck whoever don’t like it
i nut her face ’cause she triflin’
you left me to die in a rot
you left me to die on the block
wouldn’t think i would rise to the top
but i’ma ride with the glock
i k!ll for my brothers who for me
i hate when n*ggas say they love me
deep down inside wanna snake me
see me down be above me
he were my n*gga ’til the end i can’t trust ’em
if i ever see ’em now i screamin’ f*ck ’em
i ain’t f*ckin’ with no fool sh*t
he see me now he won’t do sh*t
i’m ridin’ with my gang

[chorus]
no i don’t want yo’ apologizes
no, i don’t drink on no qualitest
my b*tch get the drink, she a pharmacist
i’m thinkin’ ’bout the hood, yea stealin’ it
how you trade on me how you trade?
was my brother but you left, you shoulda stayed
i had so much so much my shoulders couldn’t wait
i sit back and look at the people that you played
yeah ain’t lookin’ for no handouts
ain’t lookin’ for no handouts

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