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Slim Dinero - Mr.905 lyrics

Artist: Slim Dinero

album: Separate Myself


Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh (oh)
And it's the worse thing to see a youngin in the street caught up in the worst way
A humble beast for their money had no mercy
Can't love me at that 'cause she thirsty
Think I'm the man, but I haven't felt like this shit though (shit though)
Ain't got no bad, but they be thinking that I switched though (switched though)
I love my fans, who do you think I'm making hits for?
But listen one time
Ah, yeah
You're talking caught up with them niggas
Talking them caught up with 'em bitches
And the ones that just be fucking all your dollars up
And fake niggas they could do real things
Just 'cause the pussy bark, and turn 'em into a dog ah
It's time to sign up, I heard someone call the starters up
And wasting time
Half these niggas they ain't smart enough
I'm from 05 every once we ain't hot enough
But listen one time (one time)
I'ma step on this gas pushing over
Going so fast, I hope I don't slip
She loving this bag
We blew a whole check
Every time that I slide and that pussy so wet
Ain't clear being deeper
And I ain't taking no threats
I stay true to my religion, I stay true to myself
I'm focusing on them digits
Yeah, I'm focusing on checks
Big 905 (big 905)
I can't work no 905 'cause this, it's tiling me (tiling me)
Ain't gonna ask I'ma ride for my guys (you knew)
'Cause they are starting with me
And I ain't worried about this petty net pickers
'Cause they know I can never focus on offending these niggas (offending these niggas)
Ain't had nobody blessing me niggas
Had to get it, get it yeah
I ain't from this niggas yeah
And bros still gonna pack up if he gone up
If he lonely, he don't worry
He gonna get off the back yeah
And I ain't got no competition
I look back, I'm always winning
But nobody wasn't fucking with me back then
See he's flying nigga, that's past tense
He sits on his ass and nothing he making happen
You can ask since y'all attached then
And no I can't let up, I know I gotta get it
I get it, this game y'all keep pushing to the limit
I just do me, don't check how you feeling
I'm blowing out steam
I'm heating up for the mission
Fuck your opinion, I'm trying to see your millions
While I stack all these dollars right up to the ceiling
I just wanna ball for like 100 winners
And if she fuck up then I'm sorry I'm splitting

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