I.t. Lyrics - Kur

[Verse 1] 

Regardless I'm gon' make that money keep coming 

I started with nothing this shit ain't bout nothing 

I'm heartless these bitches they know how I'm coming 

I'm in neiman marcus I'm spending some money 

If we ever see you we spinning we cutting 

These hoes for the people, they tryna be something 

Oh now that bitch speaking she must wanna fuck me 

I got the fans tweaking, it's boutta get ugly 

Them niggas ain't decent they bitches is ugly 

I'm stacking i'm eating, i know my day coming 

I kept my shit buzzing when niggas stopped buzzing 

My vision got tunneled when niggas got funny 

Somedays it rains and some days it's sunny 

Some days it's planes and some days it's junkies 

Me spitting pain made me some money 

Niggas got aim this shit ain't bout nothing 

Bet that bitch need me way before I need her 

Off-white the sneakers niggas tryna keep up 

I put my stilo jacket on, im cleaner 

Niggas is garbage asking for a feature 

Become a target when you get a beamer 

Ain't gonna bargain, I ain't going cheaper 

Bitch wanna argue wit me for no reason 

Got the clip sticking out it's hoodie season 

I can't complain yo i'm good i'm breathing 

[Interlude] 

Yo im good, im breathing 

I can't complain 

You feel me, I feel you 

I can't complain 

You feel, you can't do what, I can't complain, you can't do what 

[Verse 2] 

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I'm in a 911 on the 101 

They 'ont know where i'm coming from 

Swing from the rip dawg it ain't no one on one 

They 'ont know where i'm coming from 

We never sell guns or we swap guns 

Ain't no niggas we running from 

I had to stay down making block runs 

Ok i'm boutta cop something 

I never knew the feeling 'til I got one 

Look now I got one 

I never thought that this would be the outcome 

But this is the outcome 

Niggas don't run shit they let they mouth run 

Balling hard til the scouts come 

We wit the dumb shit we done shot something 

Look now the cops coming 

I come correct when I drop something 

Cut her a check so she stop bugging 

I got good sex and the thots love it 

Niggas be pressed but i'm not bugging 

Good where i'm from, my block loves me 

I was so young wit them Glocks on me 

Spare me there's nothing yah got on me 

Rarely these niggas got drops on me 

Apparently I got some guap on me 

Apparently I'm boutta pop homie 

Apparently I upped my stock on em 

Apparently i'm getting hot on 'em (apparently) 

Saint Laurent jeans I'm wearing em 

Niggas out here is embarrassments 

These bitches is all for the team 

That's why I fuck 'em don't marry 'em 

You know that I carry it 

You know, if you don't, now you know 

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