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Slop Made the Beat - So Long Lyrics



Slop Made the Beat - So Long Lyrics




Mhmm let me hear it from the top

Slop made the beat

You gotta go and get some cake (yea)
I'm on my grind and you can see it in they face (yea)
Oh so much hate
Oh so much hate
Why do they hate (yea)
I'm in the Stu right now working on a new tape (yea)

They don't know about the cold nights
They don't know about the thug life
They don't know that a n**** tryna get his bag up, tryna get his f****** funds right
I lost my pops as a jit
I knew that I had to go get it
I knew that that I had to go win and had to send shots at his fitted, act like I don't know who did it

She swallow my children
Tryna make a million so I can be in the hills comfortably chilling
Imma roll me a wood and get high to the ceiling
I'm all on yo city I'm in the pavilion
I will not stop until I make a million
They do not know how a young n**** feeling
She betrayed me now I'm back with a vengeance

Down for so long (aye)
Down for so long (uh)
They don't understand that I been down for so long (uh)
Down for so long (yea)
Down for so long (what)
They don't understand that I been down for so long (aye)

Giving my trust to the wrong people
Had to recognize that people out here evil
I talk to my Mama and she told me to stay patient and be humble
I swear I'm never gonna crumble

Yea we get the packs in
We flip it and tumble it like it's gymnastics
Yo b**** she so nasty
Tryna get her a** did
I get on my knees and pray everyday like it was a masjid
You not bout that action
So stop all that cappin

I'm tryna own all my masters
I'm tryna get me a publishing deal
I'm tryna go get my bag up
Had to go run up the cash bruh
She tryna play me but I'm moving faster
These n***** broke they be waiting on fafsa
They mad at us cause they ass getting passed up

Lemme tell you sum right quick

When I was a jit all I did was hustle
Serving my slat
Whip the pot til it bubble
Used to live across the street from the trap house (aye)
Used to sleep up on the floor with the mattress (aye)

Young n**** been through so much man
So many downfalls
So many deaths
So much Guap lost
So many b****** done flopped
Everything
But a young n**** still winning
Still doing me
Project coming soon
Finna drop this h** as soon as I get home (no cap)
2am s***

Slop made the beat
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Mhmm let me hear it from the top

Slop made the beat

You gotta go and get some cake (yea)
I'm on my grind and you can see it in they face (yea)
Oh so much hate
Oh so much hate
Why do they hate (yea)
I'm in the Stu right now working on a new tape (yea)

They don't know about the cold nights
They don't know about the thug life
They don't know that a n**** tryna get his bag up, tryna get his f****** funds right
I lost my pops as a jit
I knew that I had to go get it
I knew that that I had to go win and had to send shots at his fitted, act like I don't know who did it

She swallow my children
Tryna make a million so I can be in the hills comfortably chilling
Imma roll me a wood and get high to the ceiling
I'm all on yo city I'm in the pavilion
I will not stop until I make a million
They do not know how a young n**** feeling
She betrayed me now I'm back with a vengeance

Down for so long (aye)
Down for so long (uh)
They don't understand that I been down for so long (uh)
Down for so long (yea)
Down for so long (what)
They don't understand that I been down for so long (aye)

Giving my trust to the wrong people
Had to recognize that people out here evil
I talk to my Mama and she told me to stay patient and be humble
I swear I'm never gonna crumble

Yea we get the packs in
We flip it and tumble it like it's gymnastics
Yo b**** she so nasty
Tryna get her a** did
I get on my knees and pray everyday like it was a masjid
You not bout that action
So stop all that cappin

I'm tryna own all my masters
I'm tryna get me a publishing deal
I'm tryna go get my bag up
Had to go run up the cash bruh
She tryna play me but I'm moving faster
These n***** broke they be waiting on fafsa
They mad at us cause they ass getting passed up

Lemme tell you sum right quick

When I was a jit all I did was hustle
Serving my slat
Whip the pot til it bubble
Used to live across the street from the trap house (aye)
Used to sleep up on the floor with the mattress (aye)

Young n**** been through so much man
So many downfalls
So many deaths
So much Guap lost
So many b****** done flopped
Everything
But a young n**** still winning
Still doing me
Project coming soon
Finna drop this h** as soon as I get home (no cap)
2am s***

Slop made the beat
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Writer: Kevon Jolivet
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Written by: Kevon Jolivet

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