Starlito & Don Trip - 3rd song lyrics

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Starlito & Don Trip - 3rd song lyrics

Lito Part time rapper, hard time trapper Started off f**ed up, them cars came after Went and got some money, then them broads came faster Never chased a b**h, man they cash what I'm after Hard on a ho, blame it on my last one Just seen ????????? Imagine me pa**ing a fat blunt to a bad one Knowing good and well they wasn't f**in with me when i ain't had nothin Don Trip You know i come from slinging O but i don't owe a n***a nothin And mine already copped, just in case that n***a wondering Think I'm just rappin, thats a dangerous a**umption I got it locked down like an underground dungeon Im, I'm too arrogant, fly as a planetarium My moneys gaining calories, my b**h s*utty as marilyn monroe Yeah, actually I'm stepping into this rapping sh** With hopes of leaving the trappin sh** No more movin packages But, but in reality the dope game is my salary And I'm married to the dollar signs happily And me givin up or giving in is not happenin Lookin in the sky, hope a mil is looking after me Ballin like an athlete, difference is you ball like an ariat (get it? Ball? ???) Try me, i'll be at your front door, like I'm carolin I think I'm running out of sanity, your pity sound too much like charity, apparently Starlito Im staggerin, throwed, like a javelin Oh so many shows got me on the road traveling I dont want this many hoes, f** it you can have them man If it ain't about the money, well, really it don't matter then I was 18 they were 18, homie give me 28 grams for half a grand Then i let that water boil, yeah cook it like some ????? n***a got a deal, i feel, ehh i ain't have a chance Hash up front, had a check Doubled up off that advance f**ed up, yeah ciroc with the orange juice n***a what I'm going through no telling what I'm gon do And I'm and I'm wanted too And I'm and I'm gone shoot See my automatic is on me, and them paramedics'll be on you I'm my own goon, got my own strap, got my own money, from barterin weed Cause from the streets i wasn't supposed to be, alive and free So thats all i need I ain't lookin for em, but when i see em its gonna be all of me So if the lord don't call for me, i pray nobody calls the police

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