NBDUB - Amsterdam Flow Lyrics

Living, been plotting and scheming, I got it
Twisting and turning, I'm pleasing nobody
Nice to know sucking, my dick is her hobby

Invested in this, don't care what they say about me
Fold her, no pretzel, I say origami
Loyalty, love, hustle, that's on my body
Wanna get rich, I ain't talk to no Roddy

That boy is a rebel, you know he get Rowdy
No Master P, all my niggas bout it, bout it, the Audi
The Benz , I'm whipping big body
If I shoot at a friend, she sucking, it sloppy

This flow is something else I don't think they could copy
Copy, they all be my mini-me, I think she in to me
I have no enemies, just niggas hate, cause they wanna be friends with me
Can't let them close to try to see the end of me

World so throwed, and I'm so cold
NBW stamped on the code, touchdown in Mo City, I'm f*cking with Colb
And Ev JT be my butta, brother, push up to Greenhouse with my other brother
I call him my twizzy, my nigga, he stick with me, G that my brother, he keep a cutter

Nigga play, he sleeping up in a puddle, it ain't safe, addicted, I gotta hustle
Let my family get all of me, call me they prodigy, told you I got this shit off the muscle
Yes, I'm on go, that's just something you should know, I don't play with no nigga, won't play with no hoe
Won't flirt with the bitch, like to play with her, nose, she trippin' for sure, that's like playing with your soul

Let me switch up the flow, they tell me I'm trippin', I ain't got a bag yet, they tell me my heart is cold
I can't trip off no bitch in the past, I been had that, havent healed, but nigga, I'm past that
Chiefin' pounds, might tattoo a hashtag, outta town tryna see where the cash at, every beat they say, you know you ran that
My music, I made it a habit, I'm constantly rappin', legal hustle these beats, I be trappin

Her cheeks, they be clappin', I still ain't got time for the naggin, I hit her, and leave her no magic
She say she like, madness, my life full of havoc, if I want it, I see it, I get it, I grab it
My dreams, I achieved, know, it's more gotta have it, I'm on top of my shit, like I'm stuck in a attic
Turned up for this shit, like I went popped an Addy, no, I'm not her man, but she still call me daddy

And R.I.P., Nick, used to ride in the Caddy, if I told you 5 life, just don't think that I'm yappin
Turn problems to dollars, my mind on a mil, can't f*ck with the cappin, I'm turnt up for real
You hear how I'm snappin', this shit give you chills, can't tell me I'm wrong, you don't know how I feel, for real
For real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real

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