Yung Silho - Another Way Lyrics

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I got life problems
But I'm still getting it
It's always another way to the dough
Got to find the way to get it
Can't a nigga say he gave me nothing
I know I worked for these Benji's
And if a f*ck nigga try to jack
Just know he gone go missing
That f*ck nigga think he from the trap
We gone handle the business
Can't ride naked got to keep a strap
You know we toting them glizzies
Wherever we go you know we strapped
This lil bitch gone let off 50
Pussy boy time to take a nap
Only thing sing is the glizzy

Ain't no discussing
Cannot debate
F*ck how you feeling
And f*ck what you think
I counted up ten
It's not in the bank
You niggas be broke
I can buy a lake
Your jewelry be fake
His jewelry be fake
Diamonds dancing
Like it figure skate
He acting real tough
He all in my face
I'm gone make him choke
Like he smoking vape
Y'all counting up pennies
My pockets be large
My diamonds they glisten
Your diamonds they spark
Your diamonds be dingy
My diamonds gone gloss
You puffing that tendo
We smoking on clouds
You say you want indo
We roll up a mound
I'll take your bitch
She just gone smile
If you take her back
She just gone frown
Put a price on your head
They'll take you down
Let it breathe

I got life problems
But I'm still getting it
It's always another way to the dough
Got to find the way to get it
Can't a nigga say he gave me nothing
I know I worked for these Benji's
And if a f*ck nigga try to jack
Just know he gone go missing
That f*ck nigga think he from the trap
We gone handle the business
Can't ride naked got to keep a strap
You know we toting them glizzies
Wherever we go you know we strapped
This lil bitch gone let off 50
Pussy boy time to take a nap
Only thing sing is the glizzy

Y'all niggas be 12
Don't try to pretend
Took first class
My feet in the sand
You niggas be cap
Won't shake your hand
Only give you dap
Cause you not my clan
You niggas be jap
I'm going straight in
Won't take no loss
I'm trying to win
If a f*ck nigga play
We aim at your chin
Let a f*ck nigga foul
We play above the rim
Right now
I'm zooted
I'm booted
I'm loaded out
He acting tough
But he like Oscar Proud
Can't be a punk bitch
Cause we dump shit out
You shouldn't start shit
Better close your mouth
He on that f*ck shit
Bound to cause a drought
If a f*ck nigga play
We gone call him out
Beat his ass
Tie him out
Ain't no time to shout
Up the road 12 yrs
Cause we caught a flap

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