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Artiste : Lil Baby
Titre : How
(M-M-M-Murda)

Runnin´ up this money been a breeze (Phew)
Flew her in, she fuck me ´til she leave (Uh)
She done fell in love, I´m sellin´ dreams

I done fell in love with buyin´ jeans (Jeans)
Hate I found a love for sippin´ lean
Hellcat faster than a Demon, new G-Wagen with no key
Put baguettes in my AP, I ain´t on playin´ about they beef
Niggas know I play for keeps, treat my brothers like they me
Had to make myself a boss, it ain´t no nigga workin´ me
I invest a couple mil´ and let my money work for me
Know they hate the way it happened, probably somewhere cursin´ me
I don´t know nothing ´bout no killin´, all I know is murder beats
I got rich and understand my next three cars gon´ be a lease

I ain´t never losin´ sleep about no beef, I roll in peace
I put diamonds in my teeth, came from grindin´ in the streets
Get a load and break it down and sell it all and then repeat it
Pray to God for all the dawgs behind the wall, they need they freedom (Free y´all)
When I be on TV and perform, I hope they see me (See me)
Once it´s up, it´s stuck, we get over on niggas, not get even
Forgiato rims on my dually, I ride diesel
Only rock Amiris with my team, not no Diesel
Got some niggas up in Philly play with birds like they Eagles
She keep sayin´ I´m the man, that shit boostin´ up my ego

Still in Atlanta sellin´ bags like they legal, I´m just sayin´ (Yeah)

How you try to run off with the wave and you ain´t surfin´?
Gave ´em all the drip, them niggas still acted thirsty
I ain´t even counted up to see what I´m worth yet
All I know is put it up and keep on workin´
I can´t even hold you, I been gettin´ loaded
Devil on my shoulders
God got my back, so I keep on rollin´, yeah

Drop-top McLaren (Oh), everybody starin´ (Lookin´)
Lil´ one from the hood turned into the man (Big dawg)
Get a lot of money (Yeah), try to stuff it in my pants (4 Pockets)

I might do the woah (Woah), nigga, I don´t dance
Rings on my hand cost a fortune
Shout out to my mama, no abortion (What´s up?)
D-Boy, white Air Forces (Crisp)
Different kinda bags, I got choices (Flavors)
And I got the swag for a loyal ticket
Think I´m hearin´ voices in my head sayin´, "Kill him" (Kill him)
Know she´ll forgive me, I´m one of the real ones
Really from the trenches, turn a dollar to a nickel (Get ´em)
Baddest of the baddest, guess I gotta wait to pick ´em
Try us, then we smashin´, then they go to playin´ victim (Kill ´em)
I don´t know what happened, all I know is he got hit up
I´ma need a napkin, chains drippin´, VV´s lit up

I´ma get the money and go hard long as I get up (Get up)
We gon´ beat the trial, I told lil´ bruh to do some sit-ups (Push-up)
Win, win, win, no lose or draw, I never give up (Nah)
Nigga what you bangin´? What you claimin´? Throw that shit up (4, Baby)

How you try to run off with the wave and you ain´t surfin´?
Gave ´em all the drip, them niggas still acted thirsty
I ain´t even counted up to see what I´m worth yet
All I know is put it up and keep on workin´
I can´t even hold you, I been gettin´ loaded
Devil on my shoulders
God got my back, so I keep on rollin´, yeah