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Starlito

Genres: Hip-Hop

Withdrawals Lyrics - Starlito

I get money, I'ma keep getting that money 

Stay the fuck from 'round them niggas that don't keep that shit one hundred 

Ain't no sleep 'til we get even, even though we beefing over nothing 

Some shit it just be deeper than the money 

Don't believe in nothing, don't even know the reason why I done it 

My people keep it coming and it's cheaper by the hundred 

I'm out on three bonds, I know I'm being watched dummy 

So I lock myself in the lab and every beat I got I punish 

 

Take me out the ghetto, woodgrain pedal 

Can't let you in but you can see this pain all in my temper 

Don't believe in me, I don't believe in sleep, I'm in a rental 

Tryna get back off a pack I got from Chile in September 

I remember nights I don't remember nights so Lord forgive me 

When I lost a lot of shit I got it right back with the quickness 

Nineties baby, fourteen grams of cocaine in my Dickies 

And I want that thirty-eight that shoot like six times when I hit it 

Lost my homie to some gambling and I want everything 

This bitch here can't really be your ho, this bitch on everything 

And I keep switching lanes, sipping drank, hollerin' fuck a case 

I better not leave a trace, I'm dropping you, you said you seen my face 

 

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Yeah, that's why she ain't seen my face, I guess I need some space 

Gotta make sure my team is straight, yeah we gon' be okay 

Tryna get Trap up out the trap because these streets ain't safe 

He just keep leaving up out the lab having to meet his plays 

I feel him, I'm in here rapping with a three-oh-eight 

And to this day it's still COD or DOA 

Roll up with them hitters, yeah, but first we switch the plates 

You rock that Rollie like Ric Flair, that's 'cause he Triple H 

Used to be throwed off them bars, still caged them 

Done seen the undertaker for fuckin' with 'caine 

This rap shit faker than wrestling but fuck it, it's entertainment 

I'm thuggin', I'll never change, I'm just stuck in the game 

Tryna get out (Lito) 

Get out 

 

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