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chyna white - tafia lyrics

[intro]
hard times never last long
phew, n*gga
and if everything else fails, i got faith in these streets
hands never clean, i get you straight if you need (suave on the track, it’s a banger)
it’s up, uh

[verse 1]
hard times never last long
i get in that field, you know the streets been my backbone (uh)
ain’t no competition when it’s cheap and that pack strong (when that pack strong)
stand up like gator in that water, my back strong (in that water, my back strong)
i remember once i couldn’t even keep that mask off
i ain’t have a plug, i was tryna take that fast route (phew)
wait until age twеlve, got a balance on the cash card (phеw)
made the b*tch whip out because i’m knowing she gonna ask for it (uh)
i can tell by how you movin’, we is not alike (we is not alike)
yeah, know it’s n*ggas right now prayin’ we don’t spin tonight (prayin’ we don’t spin tonight)
hey, i got options, i can pick and choose who spend the night (uh)
hey, if she wifey type, i might hit her more than twice (hit her more than tice)
it ain’t a million dollars, i don’t even get hype, n*gga (i don’t even get hyped)
i ain’t stingy, bust it down, go ahead get right, n*gga (phew)
i see the sun, i be grindin’ through the night (grindin’ through the night)
as long as i can wake up, n*gga, everything all right (everything all right)

[chorus]
and if everything else fails, i got faith in these streets (uh)
hands never clean, i get you straight if you need (uh*huh)
it’s hard to choose, b*tches want to cater to me (phew)
if you ain’t built for this sh*t, you n*ggas would hate to be me (hate to be me)
huh, i look in the mirror and i’m like, “what a life” (what a life)
hey, three dimes in the wraith, d*mn, what a night (what a night)
hey, real street n*gga and they ask, “what it’s like” (what it’s like)
huh, i get a rush countin’ all this paper, chyna white (chyna white)
[verse 2]
baggin’ up these onions, gas smellin’ fruity (smellin’ fruity)
i got used to eatin’ big, every day i been chewin’ (i been chewin’)
balenciaga, louis, huh, ran through all the gucci (ran through all the gucci)
streets gave me my credits, look, i been makin’ movies (uh)
oh, you just now catchin’ up? been puttin’ on for too long
coppin’ rollies back*to*back, word to my old two*tone
trappin’ out the bnb, sh*t look like a group home (sh*t look like a group home)
i been off the grid hustlin’, i don’t know what you on (i don’t know what you on)
i was f*ckin’ up a check before you f*cked up your life (you f*cked up your life)
jet skis and hundred foot yachts and some ice (and some ice)
once your b*tch get off this boat, she gon’ up her price (up her price)
don’t be mad at me, she the one that took the flight (on god)
i been pullin’ up in foreign whips like i know the dealer (know the dealer)
stuff a hundred in the cullinan, boy, it don’t get no realer (it don’t get no realer)
keep my mouth just like the work, boy, i vacuum seal it (phew)
i don’t gotta talk, they know it’s zoo up in the city (uh*huh)

[chorus]
and if everything else fails, i got faith in these streets (face in these streets)
hands never clean, i get you straight if you need (straight if you need)
it’s hard to choose, b*tches want to cater to me (cater to me)
if you ain’t built for this sh*t, you n*ggas would hate to be me (hate to be me)
huh, i look in the mirror and i’m like, “what a life” (uh)
hey, three dimes in the wraith, d*mn, what a night (uh*huh)
hey, real street n*gga and they ask, “what it’s like” (oh)
huh, i get a rush countin’ all this paper, chyna white (chyna white, n*gga)

- tafia lyrics

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