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Don Trip
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Leaning
[Verse 1:] Mama what heard (Mama what heard) And we just made it worst With the brews in middle school I took money out of her purse I'm in class just trying to impress some woman I thought i took five it turns out i took a hundred Stupid me and i know how hard sge works She had to beg and borrow just so i could wear a shirt And i just stole her food money even worse her bill money I lied until i looked into her eyes I saw tears running down Silly me almost 20 years later we still makin mama cry Only now i got more paper Well my dough ain't solving shit filled her dryer with my brits I know once i had my son i was supposed to quit shit (shit) I'm still trying to get my work on And then life to a nigger a curve ball And then i wrote a letter to my son that Does it really matter if i feed my child with dirty funds I'm just getting it how i live I'm just trying to make something out of nothing In her days it's ok until mama decides to do her lunch I got an appetite who wants beef i'll slaughter you on front street I will not turn the other cheek I do not agree with dr king but R.I.P doctor king And i'm almost certain that this was not his dream But fuck it i got money bitches love me And if i get it hold my audit it will only be leave with nothing so i'm leaning
[Chorus:] Leaning,leaning,leaning, leaning, leaning,leaning When i'm gone Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning When i'm gone Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning When i'm gone Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning When i'm gone Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning
[Verse 2:] Yow good friend is on my peanis Because i made a dollar out of a dime Damn it i'm a genius We all on the road to riches Choose me i choose to seen it Hey baby i survived the jungle if you can't name it Then you haven't seen it Chasing all these dead phrases i got friends that i don't know But when my doe start running low they turn casper the friendly ghost Don't leave without you hadios The ballooning and the parading I'm just trying to stay afloat Therefore i'm leaning Leaning,leaning,leaning, leaning, leaning When i'm gone Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning When i'm gone Leaning,leaning And i'm not on pro octazaine But my flow so meth and phat of meaning Did they stop me let them dream Bring that fat dick over let her sing on it And i pop up like a golfer then load up then kill everything Fuck you and fuck them niggers with you I met your dog i like to hover with me You a pussy nigger i know the difference I lay that barrel right on your whiskers Those shots so loud my ears whistle Then too you get a clearer picture I got more bullets than a deck of cards I shuffle up then come deal with you I'm popular but i'm still with it I'm bawling like gill chris To me talking about lunch cards say what you do with that meal ticket Rest in peace to meal ticket And little milton in loving memory You know i ain't on of those rapper niggers who Is satisfied with my own identity
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