Weld Bladi

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I grind like this So I can shine like this

They wanna see me fall
And I will never sell my soul
I’m on some shit that they ain’t seen before
Dream chasin’, catchin’ all my goals
I don’t need these hoes
I’m gettin’ money, me and all my woes
Play with me, you know is all out war
The young niggas goin’ all out for us

You Used To Call Me…

That’s a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin’ up on these niggas
You gotta be, nice for what, to these niggas?

Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack

Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’,
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses,
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat,
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me,
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back