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[Intro]
In life, you gon’ have to go through some sh*t, you feel me
With that being said, you got two options you can choose
Either you gon’ sit on your ass and hope sh*t come to you
Or you gon’ get up and get that bag
n*ggas be making excuses and sh*t, but I don’t even really wanna hear that sh*t
Ya dig, aye
HoeDatsVenoAye

[Chorus]
I don’t really really wanna hear it
I don’t really really wanna hear it
Said you want the money, let’s get it
Chase yo dreams, go get it
I ain’t really flex in a minute
I ain’t run a check up in minute
Said you want the fame, go get it
Young n*gga chasing them millions
I don’t really really wanna hear it
I don’t really really wanna hear it
All my n*ggas gone feel it
This my pain can you feel it
Tired of the way that I’m living
n*ggas sending shots, they missing (heh)
pus*y ass n*gga in his feelings
Ain’t no hoe in my blood, that’s period, aye

[Verse 1]
I had suicide on my mind, I don’t like talking ‘bout it
I ain’t gone sit here and tell a lie, like I ain’t thought about it
Kept this music sh*t in my life, I’d be lost without it
Keep this dodie in my blunt, I can’t get lost without it, i swear
Imma go hard, no quitting
Make it to the top, no ceiling
Shout out to Wayne, ‘No Ceilings’
We keep them things, they hitting
I remember no food in the kitchen
I remember I was broke, no kidding
You never believed in my vision
Now you tryna be in my vision
I done lost a lot of n*ggas to this sh*t n*gga
I ain’t tryna lose another n*gga, that’s it n*gga
I been grinding, every night I cried about this sh*t n*gga
Real sh*t n*gga
I’d die about this sh*t n*gga, I swear
Shawty pop pus*y like a wheelie
I ain’t even trippin off the kitty
Can’t tell me sh*t about the henny
Took another shot to the kidney
Young n*gga tryna stay busy
I just wanna pull up in a Bentley
Top down, riding through the city
I don’t want tints, let em see me
I got a Glock 9 fully loaded on me right now
Your b*tch call me the plumber, how i put the pipe down
I made a promise, I ain’t never putting this mic down
n*ggas hating on me, they wanna kill me on sight now
Let’s get it
Said you want smoke, let’s get it
All my n*ggas, they with it
All my n*ggas mean business
Talk that sh*t, we gon’ send it
Weapon on me got kick back
You ain’t talking paper, no chit chat
I ain’t your man, hoe get back
If you ain’t my bro, your b*tch get snatched
I’m a real one coming straight out the Nap
Real n*ggas know me down south, no cap
pus*y ass n*gga still tryna get back
I just do me and I get in my bag
I got n*ggas still serving that pack
I just wanna show em they ain’t gotta do that
f*ck doing time n*gga, you can do the rap
You can sell a verse for a zip and a half
Get it gone
Flip that sh*t n*gga, get it gone
Got 200 songs that I’m sitting on
That’s 200 n*ggas I’m sh*tting on
Young n*gga, quit that b*tching
Get to it, don’t stop your mission
I be riding ‘round with a sentence
HoeDats- finish the sentence, and
[Chorus]
I don’t really really wanna hear it
I don’t really really wanna hear it
Said you want the money, let’s get it
Chase yo dreams, go get it
I ain’t really flex in a minute
I ain’t run a check up in minute
Said you want the fame, go get it
Young n*gga chasing them millions
I don’t really really wanna hear it
I don’t really really wanna hear it
All my n*ggas gone feel it
This my pain can you feel it
Tired of the way that I’m living
n*ggas sending shots, they missing (heh)
pus*y ass n*gga in his feelings
Ain’t no hoe in my blood, that’s period, aye