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Okay Okay Yuh, uh, uh Wintertime, Wintertime Yuh, okay When did it become lame to put money over fame? (Ow!) Niggas steady hating 'cause' they broke they can't relate (okay) It's too many fakes, to myself is where I stay (okay) If you ain't getting paper get the fuck away from me (okay) The fuck away from me (okay) Get the fuck away from me Get the fuck away from me Just get the hell around from me (ow!) Get the fuck away from me (okay) Boy, my style ain't for free (okay) Get the fuck away from me (okay) Get the fuck away from me (okay) This shit effortless, I be dripping all day (wow) Blowing money fast, make it back and make it rain (rain) I don't even try and I still do major plays (yuh) I can drop a song with no words a 100K the same day Guarantee it, you can see it Niggas mad, 'cause they can't be it Why you hate me, no idea Take a seat, no IKEA No Shanaenae, oh, my goodness Disrespect me, no, he wouldn't Wintertime a young hustler from the wish a nigga woulds (okay) I cannot believe your nerve Who the fuck raise these nerds? All I know is chase these checks Fuck you and who got next? A year ago I ain't had shit On my soul that's real shit I had to go out and get it I don't value your opinion I just gotta ball no scrimmage I can't care about your feelings (ow!) Pro finnesser you can get it (ow!) Shit, anyone can get it Fuck you over leave no witness He got a wife and he got children That is not my damn problem, life ain't fair (okay) When did it become lame to put money over fame? (Ow!) Niggas steady hating 'cause' they broke they can't relate (okay) It's too many fakes, to myself is where I stay (okay) If you ain't getting paper get the fuck away from me (okay) The fuck away from me (okay) Get the fuck away from me Get the fuck away from me Just get the hell around from me (ow!) Get the fuck away from me (okay) Boy, my style ain't for free (okay) Get the fuck away from me (okay) Get the fuck away from me (okay)
Writer(s): Tziah Roy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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