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Ain’t Have It - TME Nana, Matches, Vendetta & Jay Critch
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Ain’t Have It - TME Nana, Matches, Vendetta & Jay Critch
[Verse 1: ?]
I remember days I ain't have it
I was on my ass, made a play like Magic
Riding on your ass, with the lasers flashing
I'ma do the dash in the latest fashion
Ain't nothing new, what I say, it get tragic
Hundreds, they blue, boy, I don't do the flagging
Chop the top off the roof, get to blasting
I got the guap, in the booth, get to spazzing
I was in a daze, having dreams 'bout the Patek
Different color chains, stacking change in the attic
Brodie, take your brain, if you thinking you a savage
Bitches be insane, I ain't thinking 'bout no marriage
You can't be my main, I ain't giving out no status
I don't know her name, now she looking all еmbarrassed
Switching on the gang, like thе opps, you gon' perish
Put a Plain Jane on a watch, now they staring
She want me to slow down, I was never caring
You won't get your ho now, I was never sharing
All these hoes be low down, you won't catch me near
Brodie, we got more rounds, run up if you daring
She just wanna catch a vibe with a rich nigga, yeah
I can't give you all my time, money six figures (Yeah)
I keep money on my mind, not no bitch nigga, yeah
Brodie do the time, ain't no snitch nigga, yeah
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