Turn me up Jamz


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These niggas is dumb yea
And these niggas broke
Money turn me to a fuckin demon
And Now my heart turned cold yea
Now I trust issues
I will never love you hoes
Now I can't fuck wit chu
You don't do what you are told

So you gotta go
And Don't chu try come back
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Dude tried to count my stacks
Oh hell no
Can't get none of these racks
I gave that boy right back
And yea that's all facts
These bitches be hating
But I swear to god
I won't let that shit get to me
Ima just pop out
And Straight wild out
And just shit on my enemies
Remember back then
You ain't fuck with me
Well that same energy
Now these bitches in my bro dms
They tryna get Next to me

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(Verse)
And I ain't going broke
Ima get to the bag
Cuz that's all know
And You know how we rock
Money on the clock
Watch me count it
Yea that shit don't stop
Yea this shit is my job
I'm get it
Watch me run it up

Yea like fly shit
So much drip on me
Yea bitch Check out my closet
Yea this shit ain't drop yet
Get ya bitch
That bitch mileage
Me and gang we in this bitch
You know we wildin
Yea it's so exciting

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