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Kwiik & Lil Jeff - Relentless (Intro) Lyrics
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They say that I'm crazy so f*ck all the talking
I just got a bag spent it at Neumann Marcus
They say im a rapper but bitch I'm an artist
I been through so much that the shit made me heartless
I don't got a label I'm signed to myself
Niggas was silent when I needed help
You niggas still hating it's bad for your Health
And all of my gas is the highest of shelf
I wasn't made for no grave or no cell
You gotta play with the hand you was dealt
And you can't complain imma grind to the death
Cause niggas won't beat me while I still got breath
I wanna cop a Mercedes g class
These bitches is cap and they need to relax
I got a couple ounces in the bag
They reach for my chain they meet uzi and mac
They don't want smoke niggas don't want no static
If 12 asking questions we don't what happened
My bitches bougie we don't want ratchets
If you on my hip they you know you the baddest
Ride in the phantom stars light up the cabin
You don't really love me bitch you was just cappin
At times I be rappin to my automatic
Move in giuseppe so we never lackin
I don't know any nigga thats as hot as me
I been moving up straight imma prodigy
I just hope that my grandmother proud of me
I just wanna go cop me some Robin jeans
We done lost ties and we cant get it back
Look in my eyes and you see where we at
Stacking these millions im stacking these checks
Ima stay on they ass imma stay on they neck
I'm on my shit bitch you cant tell me nothing
These bitches be trippin these niggas be frontin
F*ck what you said if it aint about money
Bitch imma dog so i know you cant love me
Don't get attached babygirl we just f*cking
Look at my diamonds my shit really bussing
She get right too it no talk or discussion
Chasing this money no time for loving
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They say that I'm crazy so f*ck all the talking
I just got a bag spent it at Neumann Marcus
They say im a rapper but bitch I'm an artist
I been through so much that the shit made me heartless
I don't got a label I'm signed to myself
Niggas was silent when I needed help
You niggas still hating it's bad for your Health
And all of my gas is the highest of shelf
I wasn't made for no grave or no cell
You gotta play with the hand you was dealt
And you can't complain imma grind to the death
Cause niggas won't beat me while I still got breath
I wanna cop a Mercedes g class
These bitches is cap and they need to relax
I got a couple ounces in the bag
They reach for my chain they meet uzi and mac
They don't want smoke niggas don't want no static
If 12 asking questions we don't what happened
My bitches bougie we don't want ratchets
If you on my hip they you know you the baddest
Ride in the phantom stars light up the cabin
You don't really love me bitch you was just cappin
At times I be rappin to my automatic
Move in giuseppe so we never lackin
I don't know any nigga thats as hot as me
I been moving up straight imma prodigy
I just hope that my grandmother proud of me
I just wanna go cop me some Robin jeans
We done lost ties and we cant get it back
Look in my eyes and you see where we at
Stacking these millions im stacking these checks
Ima stay on they ass imma stay on they neck
I'm on my shit bitch you cant tell me nothing
These bitches be trippin these niggas be frontin
F*ck what you said if it aint about money
Bitch imma dog so i know you cant love me
Don't get attached babygirl we just f*cking
Look at my diamonds my shit really bussing
She get right too it no talk or discussion
Chasing this money no time for loving
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Writer: Jeff Postell, Rylan Brock
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