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Self Employed (Explicit) - Lil Keed
Grim this **** hard as ****
Grimlin
Grim got this **** poppin'
Yeah
Slatt
Slatt
Yeah come through lookin' like the money
These chains on my neck real water like tsunami
Red dark Dior shades and I ain't see these ******* comin'
Big drum on a stick yeah I'm lookin' like the drumline
Catch us in the yard you cannot cross this gunline
Yeah you know that I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm self-paid self-employed
I gotta get paid homie I gotta get paid
I ain't worry 'bout gettin' laid I **** ******* every day
I pour up this codeine every day
I throw them dices take a gamble any day
Four five six big six big trips I'm gettin' paid
White paint blue stripes red guts star-spangled bangin' it
Stars on my pants and they 'Miri y'all n***as can't play with me
'Miri
These n***as talkin' on Instagram they really scared of me
They p***y
I would've had Mexico chop your head off and bring it back to me
So y'all n***as so lucky
You lucky
Yeah you know I ****** your ho so I know why you muggin'
Yeah that throat was super deep and that p***y was bustin'
I'm tellin' you
Tryna make money while I'm sleep yeah that's my type of hustle
****
Yeah come through lookin' like the money
These chains on my neck real water like tsunami
Red dark Dior shades and I ain't see these ******* comin'
Big drum on a stick yeah I'm lookin' like the drumline
Catch us in the yard you cannot cross this gunline
Yeah you know that I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm self-paid self-employed
I gotta get paid homie I gotta get paid
Yeah my old school got racing tires it's American muscle
American muscle
I ran this water by G Diamonds that's my ************* brother
Yeah Vonte hit my phone told me"Keep on the hustle"
Yeah long live T-Shyne he whip that car like no other
Long live T-Shyne
I can't **** with y'all lil' n***as it's just my pride or somethin'
Pride or somethin'
If you ever see me in Blaze just know I'm packin' a gun
And I ain't lackin' for nothin'
Me and all these strippers lockin' eyes 'cause they lookin' for money
I'm a soldier in these streets and I swear that I'm gunnin'
Ain't gotta act gangster with you know I get you a goner
Yeah these figures they quadruplin' I ain't got no diploma
Tell my teacher"Would you look at that"
I remember sittin' in the back
Slatt
Yeah come through lookin' like the money
These chains on my neck real water like tsunami
Red dark Dior shades and I ain't see these ******* comin'
Big drum on a stick yeah I'm lookin' like the drumline
Catch us in the yard you cannot cross this gunline
Yeah you know that I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm self-paid self-employed
I gotta get paid homie I gotta get paid
