Lyrics A–Reece – A Hunnid

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Still in the mix young nigga be balling
Know I’m the shit I do say it often
Till I’m off a hundred and fifty, you get me

Ok dress good, smoke right, run the money up

You know what they say, too much of it isnever enough
Squad lit look at yall yall ain’t cool enough
Say you boss I dont’ know that ain’t true enough

I don’t mean to stunt I don’t mean to flex
But I work to hard and that’s just how it gets
I don’t mean to stunt I don’t mean to flex
But I work to hard and that’s just how it gets
And I don’t mean to stunt I don’t mean to flex
But I work to hard and that’s just how it gets
I don’t mean to stunt I don’t mean to flex
But I work to hard and that’s just how it gets
I got my foot up on their neck

Baller alert baller alert
All of this shit I get I deserve
I know you hurt coz you hit it first
Now she fuck with me thinking she might get a purse
Don’t take it personal, what is she ‘posed to do, I mean
That hoe follow me back coz I follow my purpose
Now you got curved take it as learning
No compromising coz I know my worth
Thumbing it, thumbing it, thumbing it, thumbing the paper
Until I pass out, then waking up at two like damn I gotta recount it
My baby calling my phone but I got it on silent yeha
Baby I gotta go get em , I got us I promise
My whole life I waited, nigga this rap shit saved
I’m trynna get rich like baby

I’m on some fuck you pay me

Ok dress good, smoke right, run the money up
You know what they say, too much of it is never enough
Squad lit look at yall, yall ain’t cool enough
Say you boss I don’t know that ain’t true enough

I, I don’t mean to stunt I don’t mean to flex
But I work to hard and that’s just how it gets
I, I don’t mean to stunt I don’t mean to flex
But I work to hard and that’s just how it gets
And I, I don’t mean to stunt I don’t mean to flex
But I work to hard and that’s just how it gets
I got my foot up on their neck I demand respect
I demand that cheque that’s just how it is

Don’t worry I got em, I came from the bottom
Demanding respect and I came for your dollars
But I just came for the dollas, and I can’t get it without ya
So sick and tired of vultures, niggas ain’t in it for culture
They asking what’s in it for me, but really I’m in it for me
So I can feed the family and be a better me
I don’t need a salary I just need a thousand beats
So high up that I don’t feel the gravity, in they mouth like cavities
There’s a reason, it’s our season, can’t you tell we got the streets
We the motherfucking goverment
Got it on lock tho your shawty got lock jaw, yeah I’m loving it
I came in flow brazy, I don’t rockfuggazi
Kick push lupe
Lane switch couple, switch it up bruce wayne kill the game no brain

Ok dress good, smoke right, run the money up
You know what they say, too much of it is never enough
Squad lit look at yall, yall ain’t cool enough
Say you boss I dont’ know that ain’t true enough

Baller alert, baller alert
Ain’t got a job so she work on my nerves
Sipping on
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, she was a nurse got in my house and
She ask what I earn
She rocking my pole
Used to be broke but not anymore
Smoking my dope I dont’ fuck with the law
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All of my niggas and all of us go
They had they’re thing but we have it now and they know
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She wanna lick on the boy
We do not rest
My whole life I waited, nigga this rap shit saved
I’m trynna get rich like baby
I’m on some fuck you pay me

Album

A–Reece – A-Reece - L3 (Long Lost Letters)

A–Reece – A Hunnid

A–Reece – Welcome 2 My Life

A–Reece – Better Daze (May 25th)