Lil Yola
Lil Yola - Ain'T Gone Let Up songtekst
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[Spoken] Lil Yola, you already know, self-made ATM. A whole lot. [Verse 1] See I don't know what ya'll been told But I gotta get-get me a big bank roll Yes a fat bag of that sticky in some bad azz hoes So when I step out on the scene suckas already know To start hatin', start talkin' about my clothes You see I'm pimped out come try and knock me for my hoes I'm a real nigga, so I ain't buy no eddie gold I ain't gon' trick out with that bitch and ain't gon hang around my foes I'ma get money nigga, so fuck it I'll kick some doors Hit the blunt like the sun, and get rid of all the snow You can call me a don, cuz of the way I flow I'm a good role model, just look at me as pro Yea tha gutta raised me, so itz gutta 'til I die Those suckas hate me, you can see it in they eyez When I come around they frown, then wanna dap me down But when I leave, them bastards talk about me like a clown But I don't give a fuck! [Hook] [in the background, repeated until end of hook: I don't give a fuck, nigga] I ain't gon' give up, no I ain't gon' let up No I ain't gon' shuddup And ain't gon' never let them haterz get to me Oh, no-no, they'll never get to me I ain't gon' let up, no I ain't gon' shudup No I ain't gon' give up And ain't gon' never let them haterz get to me Oh, no-no, they'll never get to me [Verse 2] I just don't give a fuck, cuz i'm all out wit it The game ain't dirty maine, itz just the niggas in it You can't even wear a jersey, they try to peep ya tags Can't smoke a blunt of kush, cuz you 'round too many krabs Niggas get yaself together, go give ya brain a bath Go to church, start listenin' and get on the right path ya Studie long, ya studie wrong ya get it in ya or get gone ya Live fake, ya die fake, and that's just the way it goes I'ma gangsta, young nigga, so I keep my mouth close My ears and eyes open, so I can focus on the shit around me I know they gon' down me, but all I wonder is why in the fuck do they come around me I gotta say down, I'ma shine like a light, stunt on all these cock roaches Whether I'm wrong or if I'm right, nigga Hey I get money, that's something I like to do You say muthafuck me, naw muthafuck you and I don't give a fuck! [Hook] [in the background, repeated until end of hook: I don't give a fuck, nigga] I ain't gon' give up, no I ain't gon' let up No I ain't gon' shuddup And ain't gon' never let them haterz get to me Oh, no-no, they'll never get to me I ain't gon' let up, no I ain't gon' shudup No I ain't gon' give up And ain't gon' never let them haterz get to me Oh, no-no, they'll never get to me