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"Struggle"

"Struggle"


[Hook - Quavo:]
Everybody been through it
Everybody used to it
But ain't nobody new to it
We all gone go through it
And that's the struggle
Struggle, struggle, struggle
Call it the struggle
Struggle, struggle, struggle

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Got to survive, the struggle
I had to get my money cause I ain't have no muscle
My squad gon ride that's because I trust em
If he want to die, know my squad gon bust him
If they ain't with us then my nigga fuck em
It's a struggle in my hood, blue Benjamins, I touch em
RIP to Mike Brown, I heard my nigga fuck with us
Middle finger to the police dare them niggas fuck with us (Fuck 12!)
I got all these chains, I'm representing slavery
Only listen to my God and mama, that's who made me
When my brother [?] called my phone, that shit was crazy
RIP my brother Pistol Pete, let em know we made it
Mama told me that she can't visit me in the pen
She want to break me out and I can't see her going in
I swear to God you might ain't seen it
But if you been through the struggle I know you feel this

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Takeoff:]
See the struggle is a motherfucker
Nigga tryna hit me for my chain, but I ain't gon let him touch it
Go to any state, walk through your hood and I ain't got to tuck em
Swear to God if you touch my brother I ain't gon hesitate to bust ya
Niggas see you getting money, plotting, tryna take it from ya
It'll hurt you if you know your right hand man, he telling on you
Break down me a Backwood, rolling me a blunt of marijuana
OutKast in my Backwood, young nigga smoking on Stankonia
Remember plugging up that George Foreman
Early in the morning eat leftovers
I had to warm it, now a young nigga eat steak and shrimp and Benihanas
I remember ten piece chicken nuggets from McDonalds
I remember mama said get up, go get that money
Stand solid, never let another nigga take it from you
I told you mama, now you got that mansion that you wanted
I came a long way from renting the Audi, now I own it
Rest in peace Ree-Ree and Pistol Pete, the top is lonely

[Hook - Quavo]

[Verse 3 - Offset:]
First free my brothers, we used to build the mansions in the house with covers
He used to beat me, told me nigga get some muscle
If you can't beat em then you gonna have to bust em
It was a struggle, grandma dead, man I really wish I could hug her
Migo gang la familia, so fuck the other
I told my mama I got her back when I lost my brother
Locked up for a strap said I wasn't going back and I still got in trouble
If you got the sack then my niggas kidnap, call my niggas, they gutter
Packing the dope, we kickin' in your door, we looking for the gold
Keep the forties on my hip, the heater because the world is so cold
Get the money, fuck the bitches, nigga that's the number one goal
If a nigga want a pull up then a nigga got to be bold
Five racks, hit him with the chopper, nigga you got to go
You niggas is hoes when the pistol shows, you getting exposed
Givenchy my toe, I came out that bowl, I lived on the stove

[Hook - Quavo]
 
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"Switch A Roo"
(feat. PeeWee LongWay)

"Switch A Roo"
(feat. PeeWee LongWay)



Country nigga I'm fly
We switch a roo bitches no lie (no lie)
We fuckin' and passin' them bitches (smash)
You give them kisses and you try tryin' to deny it (you did the kisses)
She fuck it me niggas, my niggas are criminals (criminals)
You goin' on twitter talkin' subliminal (huhh)
Take her clothes of like it a physical (take it off)
You just be fuckin' my niggas thats pitiful (smash)

We gone switch a roo yo ho (uhhh)
Yeah we do
Flipin' a ho (Whats hannen long way)
She like me and she like him too
Switching a ho
Its cool with me
Its cool long way
Swith a roo

She like the npa band count (band count)
She like the migos too (migo)(she liking it)
You know how we do
She know what we do
Shitch a roo (switcha roo)
Lil bitty bitch say she loyal
Knowin' damn well we ain't gone spoil her (nooo)
Let me tell her what da hell a young nigga do (what)
Switchin' our hoes what we call it (switcha roo)

Switch a roo my diamonds dancing (talk to em quavo)
In the jungle with japanese (wooo)
I'm talkin' bout the bando idiot
I knew that you niggas wouldn't understand me (woo)
Switch a roo my cars, clothes, and hoes
Don't fuck with my money thats a noo noo (no)
We stand in arena, migos doin' shows
Smokin' backwoods look like eggroll (egg)

You better of comin' with two of your besties (two of yo bitches)
Young migo and npa switch a roo (switch a roo)
These hoes they loving the crew ( lovin' da crew)
Cause I got gwap wanna kick it like fifa (Damn)
Straight gas bag with a bitch name Keisha (gas bag)
No we don't spoil her (no)
Switch a roo the bitch with the band count (swith a roo da bitch)
Migo gang got them on her ass stamp (Migo)

Shout out NPA Duke
Shout out Gwapo
Shout out Cinco
 
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"T-Shirt"

"T-Shirt"


[Quavo:]
Norinbee
Train twerk

Aye, mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye), not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (yeah)

[Takeoff:]
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt, skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (graw)

Neck water faucet (water), mocking birds mocking (woo)
Act pint, stocking (act), nats keep thotting (nats)
Wrist on hockey (hockey), wrist on rocky (rocky)
Lotta niggas copy, name someone can stop me (no one)
Bitches call me papi (bitch!), 'sace, that's my hobby ('sace)
Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O'Reilly (graw)
One off in the chamber, ain't no need for me to cock it (uh-uh)
Niggas get to droppin' when that draco get to poppin' (frr)
All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (Cookie)
No check, want all cash, nigga, I don't do deposits (uh-uh)
Bitches cross the water, nigga, bitches from the tropics (phew)
I'ma get that bag, nigga, ain't no doubt about it (yup)
I'ma feed my family, nigga, ain't no way around it (family)
I ain't gon' never let up nigga, God said, show my talent (show it)
Young nigga with the anna, walkin' with the hammer (graw)
Talkin' country grammar, nigga, straight out north Atlanta (north side)

Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket

[Quavo:]
Ay, mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (yeah)

Mama told you
Mama told me (mama) not to sell work
Mama told you (mama)
Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (white)

Nineteen ninety-five (nineties), two thousand five (two-thousands)
Seen it with my eyes (seen it), dope still alive (dope)
Real mob ties (mob), real frog eyes (frog)
Real whole pies (whoa), all time high (high)
Do it for the culture (culture), they gon' bite like vultures (vultures)
Way back when I was trappin' out Toyotas (skrr, skrr)
I'ma hit the gas (gas), twelve can't pull me over (twelve)
Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin', drankin' sodas

[Offset:]
I get high on my own, sir, heard you gon' clone sir
Stop all that flexin', young nigga don't wanna go there
Never been a gopher (no) but I always been a soldier
Young niggas in the cut, posted like a vulture
Divin' off the stage in the crowd, it's a mosh pit
Yeah, shawty bad but she broke cause she don't own shit
Mama asked me "Son, when the trappin' gon' quit?"
I been ridin' round through the city in my new bitch

[Takeoff:]
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt, skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket

[Quavo:]
Mama told me (aye), not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (yeah)

Mama told you
Mama told you
 
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"T-Shirt (Spotify Mix)"

"T-Shirt (Spotify Mix)"


[Quavo:]
Spotify, yeah
Spotify, Spotify
Spotify, Spotify
Spotify, yeah

[Offset, Quavo, & Takeoff:]
Young nigga poppin', cookie kickin' like a rider (cookie!)
Bout to get that lamb til' I thought about that rari (skrr skrr!)
Ain't no doubt about it I'm yo favorite rapper artist
When you pull out that draco make sure ain't nobody watching (brrrt!)
Migos we the topic (Hey!), pockets extra sloppy (slop!)
On Spotify they listenin' they can't wait til' we droppin'
Like my women cocky, (women!) drape em' in Versace ('sace!)
Fish scale wallets, Christopher Wallace (white!)
Spotify hit me, told me "Pull Up," said "I got em'"
Number one no problem, try to stop we droppin'
Culture out there, dropped it, told em, "Hit me" when they cop it
Visuals on North Pole, ain't no photo shoppin'
Back then when I wasn't poppin', y'all people told me stop it
Yeah
Thinkin' bout money when I say cottage, so much can't fit in my wallet
Yeah, yeah I might give my fans all my clothes yeah, yeah
I fly to Japan for my shows yeah, yeah
What you sayin' we get those yeah, yeah
I won't give no bag to these hoes (yeah)

[Quavo:]
Yeah, no, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt, (white!)
T-shirt, (white) T-shirt (white)
It's that white, yeah, (white!) it's that white yeah (white!)
Coco, do it for the Culture
Spotify I give you my word
Number one, we all around the earth
Spotify, we all around the earth
You know we comin' for what we deserve, yeah
Culture album, out now, go get that, yeah
Yeah, WOO
 
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"Take Her"

"Take Her"


[Hook - Quavo:]
Pull up and I got the juice (I got the juice)
She looking at me and she chose (know she gone chose)
Wanna take her to the room (wanna take her)
I'm finna take her to the room
Wanna take her man, I wanna take her, wanna take her, wanna take her
Wanna take her man, I wanna take her, wanna take her, take her to the room
I wanna take her to the room, wanna take her, wanna take her to the room

[Quavo:]
Wanna take her to my room (take her)
Can I take you to my room?
I got a big house, I live in a mansion
I got a lake you can canoe
Every time she see the juice
She say its scaring her like peek-a-boo
I take her, go dip in the mall
She walking out, Christian Louboutin shoe
Came from 100 bands in the trap house
To making millions on the mic now
Remember the days in the bando
Used to pull up it look like the white house
She act just like me and she humble
She look like her momma
She can get anything from me keep the hunnas
But a nigga gotta keep the commas
Remember the days, surprise on your birthday got you the H3 Hummer
Now we on the phone and she on the road
She gonna go get the blue bundle
I know that she loyal (know that she loyal)
Now I gotta go spoil her (gotta go spoil her)
Man, she look like Kimora (look like Kimora)
Wanna ride like Sequoia

[Hook - Quavo:]
Pull up and I got the juice (I got the juice)
She looking at me and she chose (know she gone chose)
Wanna take her to the room (wanna take her)
I'm finna take her to the room
Wanna take her man, I wanna take her, wanna take her, wanna take her
Wanna take her man, I wanna take her, wanna take her, take her to the room
I wanna take her to the room, wanna take her, wanna take her to the room

[Takeoff:]
Oooh wanna take her to the room
Oooh let that bitch blow me up like a balloon (sucking me up)
Kissing my Maison Margiela undewear costume
Hey girl look at you
Make a nigga wanna give you the blue (damn)
I'm liking the way you move
Austin Power baby groove
Take you to Montreal, Canada
Let you dive off in my 15 feet pool
All ya vehicles they old
Babygirl want some new?
She say she want the 2014 Bentley
Babygirl what you gone do?
Is it me? (is it me?)
No, I think it's you (I think it's you)
No offense to you, but I ain't spending my money on you
She said, "Noooo, baby don't go"
But I ain't spent my money on a bitch since 1994

[Hook - Quavo:]
Pull up and I got the juice (I got the juice)
She looking at me and she chose (know she gone chose)
Wanna take her to the room (wanna take her)
I'm finna take her to the room
Wanna take her man, I wanna take her, wanna take her, wanna take her
Wanna take her man, I wanna take her, wanna take her, take her to the room
I wanna take her to the room, wanna take her, wanna take her to the room

[Offset:]
Feeling like T.I.
I take her (T.I.)
Take her to the Himalayas
I am a player, I've never been savior
I pull up Audi like the raiders
Your bitch wanna fuck with my pimpin
Cause I be dripping, dabbing all on your bitches
My pockets is fat, but my pants leg is skinny
Louboutin pennies cost a pretty penny
My bitch is so bad like I dreamed a genie
Phantom pulling up after that Lamborghini
Magically taking your bitch
Houdini (wala)
I call her my chef order linguine
I take her, debate her, I trade her
I might hit her later
My niggas bust her open like a baker (I fucked her, I smashed)
I skeeted all over her naval
I call my partner pass her to my neighbor
I do not trust her, she sucking the plastic
I beat it, I killed it, put it in a casket
She the talk of the trenches they know she nasty
They know that she ratchet that she is not classy
I'm cool on her (I'm cool on her)
I'll send her right back, give me this girl (you can have your hoe)

[Hook - Quavo:]
Pull up and I got the juice (I got the juice)
She looking at me and she chose (know she gone chose)
Wanna take her to the room (wanna take her)
I'm finna take her to the room
Wanna take her man, I wanna take her, wanna take her, wanna take her
Wanna take her man, I wanna take her, wanna take her, take her to the room
I wanna take her to the room, wanna take her, wanna take her to the room
 
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"Take My Soul"

"Take My Soul"


[Hook x2 - Quavo:]
Migo gang 30 deep, walking in the party
I'm white boy wasted so I'm screaming "gnarly"
Why these hoes want to take my soul
Why these girls want to take my soul

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Now lay me down to sleep, pray the lord my soul to keep
Hundred band juugs, I did a week
Fuck what you say don't judge me
It's niggas that sin every day, do whatever that go get the cake
Some niggas they go move the weight
Some niggas they just got make it shake
My life is a movie, my niggas they gooning
Put 100 bands in their face, my nigga baffooning
That mean they go get it, the money, the power, respect
I know that you dig it, my niggas is eating it
Bap Bap Baow, no witness, no forensics
When I pull up in that audi thing, your bitch get in it
I ain't being friendly, no pretending
Me and Rel Money, we be balling just like Mike Finley
I pull up on a bitch, hello kitty
Sipping lean, I'm leaning
Hoes say I'm silly, stacking money to the ceiling
Young Quavo, I'm different
Yeah, I just signed for a milly
Kra Kra Kra, banana peeling
Gone!

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2 - Takeoff:]
Migo gang deep in the building
We flooding your city, Katrina, call FEMA
These bitches is fucking and sucking like leeches
The world full of devils, I wear Jesus pieces
I'm walking with cash, I don't carry visa
My bitches are Asian like Tila Tequila
I'm whipping them babies, my wrist illegal
And I keep the seven, I play with the Eagles
The water so cold, y'all finna turn fold
Like you at the top just to get to the gold
I'm draped up in gold, like a pharaoh
I ride the phantom, like I'm a ghost
Pull out the MCM bag, got faces
Ride in the Bentley, they said I wouldn't make it
My diamonds are Asian, I'm selling Caucasian
Walk on the block, the block is Cajun
I'm smoking like I'm a Jamaican (gas gas gas gas!)
Bitches gettin' their slavin' (whip whip whip whip!)
Bad city Baltimore, it's the Ravens (brrrt)
Think you gon rob me, boy you crazy (ra ra ra ra!)
BITCH!

[Hook]
 
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"Talkin' Bout Nun"

"Talkin' Bout Nun"


[Hook:]
You ain't talkin' bout racks, you ain't got no cash
You ain't talkin' bout whips, you ain't talkin' bout bets, you ain't talkin' bout Jags
You ain't talkin' bout loud, you ain't talkin' bout gas, you ain't talkin' bout strong
You ain't talkin' bout juugs, you ain't talkin' bout plays...
Boy I'm so on... Boy I'm so on...
I can't live without it, ain't no way around it...
You ain't got that sack, then you shouldn't talk about it. (I'm Rich!)
I can't live without it, ain't no way around it...
You ain't got that sack, then you shouldn't talk about it

You ain't talkin' bout lean, you ain't talkin' bout Act
You ain't talkin' bout bales, you ain't talkin' bout bricks, you ain't talkin' bout packs...
You ain't talkin' bout shit, I ain't never have shit... I ain't never been shit...
Now I'm switching up whips with a red bad bitch, and she suck that dick, my wrist so sick
You ain't talkin' bout hoes, you ain't talkin' bout freaks...
Moe, I fucked more hoes than you did last week, make your baby momma leak...
You ain't talkin' bout whips, you ain't talkin' bout cars...
Boy I'm talkin' bout Planes...
Boy I'm going insane in a brand new Range, ain't got no brain...
Hit n run a A train, you ain't talkin' bout wrist, don't you see my ice?
Don't you see your bitch? Don't you see my whip? Don't you see my life?
I'm living so nice... AP on my wrist, cost me bout 50 thousand...
All my niggas killers nigga, ain't no way around it...

[Hook]

Hit a 100 band juug, cash out on my neck...
Young nigga got a check and you know I gotta flex, you ain't even got a sack, I'm a hit you with the tech...
Brand new drop top Audi escort the roof...
Freaky bitch from Strokers, I just nutted on her tooth
You ain't talkin' bout diamonds... Don't you see me shining?
Hit the club and I'm blinding, seat reclining...
And I'm poppin' them bottles, and I'm with them models...
Ferragamo and Fendi... Truey, Louie and Bally...
Young rich nigga, taking them trips to Cali...
I'm sippin' I'm drinkin' I'm leanin' I'm fallin' my money is taller than buildings...
I'm smokin' on kush and you smokin' on midget, I'm talkin' bout smaller than children
You ain't talkin' bout guns, you ain't talkin' bout drama...
You ain't talkin' bout M's, you ain't talkin' bout money, you ain't talkin' bout commas...
You ain't talkin' bout shit...

[Hook]

Hello, thank you, come again...
Rich than famous...
 
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"Ten Plus Ten"
(feat. PeeWee LongWay & Jose Guapo)

"Ten Plus Ten"
(feat. PeeWee LongWay & Jose Guapo)



[Intro:]
Ten for my ring
Fifteen for my chains
Ten for my ring
Fifteen for my chains
Ten ain't shit, I just spent 20 on your main
Ten plus ten, I need 20 M's
Ten plus ten, spent that on your bitch and them
Ten plus ten, woah

[Hook:]
Ten plus ten, I need 20 of them
Ten plus ten, spent that on your bitch and them
Ten plus ten, ten plus ten
Ten plus ten, ten plus ten
Ten plus ten, I need 20 M's
Ten plus ten, spent that on your bitch and them
Ten plus ten, ten plus ten
Ten plus ten, ten plus ten

[Verse 1:]
Got a 2010 Mazi with the Forges on that bitch (No you don't!)
Got a 2010 Mazi with the Forges on that bitch (No you don't!)
Got a 2010 Mazi with the Forges on that bitch (No you don't!)
Took that breitling bentley then I wrapped it round my wrist
Young rich nigga shit, hopped out on your bitch!
Whip, whip, whip the dope so hard I broke my wrist
Want Migos to do a show, it's gon' be 20 M's
How the hell, it's 20 M's and it ain't even 20 of them?
It's some 'migos in the club, I ain't even seen walk in with them
Where they came from? Rica, all the cartels, I'm plugged in with them

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Ten for my ring, fifteen for my chains
Ten ain't shit, I just spent 20 on your main, your bitch
Ten for my ring, fifteen for my chains
Ten ain't shit, I just spent 20 on your main, your bitch
Young rich nigga need a young rich bitch
Kept me on the north side with the Migos juugin' bricks
Them [?], they call me 600, young nigga [?] somethin'
Hatchoo, that ten ain't nothin', we in the hundred grand juug gettin' [?]
My Migos, nigga, they can't stop juugin', I put that on my mama
Think I'm a sweet lip, fuck around and get hit, [?] llama

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Ten plus ten, [?]
Stuffed in my Balenciaga jeans, number one stunna
Don't call yo bitch ten, shoot yo bitch a ten
Turn her to cocaine runner for the Mexican
[?] Quavo, Guapo, Takeoff, shoot you ten
For every red truck that you back in, [?]
Tryna get PeeWee Longway to walk in
And I'm GK a hundred man strappin'
Ten, ten, ten, got racks, Longway, big face Benjamin, what can you say?
That bitch in my face, she just started my way
I [?] I take off her face
Longway you switcharoo ten different races
Speakin' no Inglo, put ten in their face
Smokin' on indo I got from the Bay
Fuckin' [?] then can I stay?
[?]

[Hook]

[Verse 4:]
I just fucked your bitch and I ain't give that ho shit
I just fucked your bitch and I ain't give that ho shit
Fuck all you cockroaches, I'm on my Scarface shit, Tony!
I just fucked your bitch and I ain't give that ho shit
Fuck all you cockroaches, I'm on my Scarface shit, Tony!
It's levels to this shit, I'm on my Meek Mill shit, Meek Milly!
Ten plus ten, that's a dub, you dumb bitch
A hundred band juug, young nigga had to snatch it
All my bitches bad but I still fuck with the ratchets
Draped up in designer, everything European
Big blunts of weed, big cups of lean
Y'all ain't even see me comin', choppa with the beam
Trap jumpin' out the gym like a trampoline
Fuck you mean? Jordan 3 for the whole team
We not the gold gang, but our neck covered in gold chains

[Hook]
 
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"Tequila"
(with & Makonnen)

"Tequila"
(with & Makonnen)



[iLoveMakonnen:]
Tequila me, tequila me, hey
Tequila me, hey, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me, hey
Tequila me, aye, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me

[Rich The Kid:]
She took a shot to the head, I'm in the club with a bad bitch
I got a rollie on both wrists, the haters done say I won't do shit
Switch from the Rarri, the wraith for her, trappin', I work on the same corner
I told that bitch to drink more water or run in the place like a quarterback
Look at my diamonds, they water [?] the border
You broke and you ride in a charger, chasin' the bands in the sofa
Bitch I got rich off the coca, I been on facetime on my moterola
I'm chuggin' tequila, I'm spillin' a whole bunch of baking soda

[iLoveMakonnen:]
Tequila me, tequila me, hey
Tequila me, hey, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me, hey
Tequila me, aye, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me

Look, I've been through soo much, I can complain now
Thinkin' 'bout us and how far we came, yeah
We been through it all makin' it happen somehow
Can't be sad now, aye
Cause things been goin' right tryna sell a gram here tonight
With the ones in my left, everything's feelin' right

Tequila me, tequila me, hey
Tequila me, hey, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me, hey
Tequila me, aye, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
Tequila me, tequila me
 
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"Thank You God (Outro)"

"Thank You God (Outro)"


[Intro: Quavo]
Thank you God, Thank you, for errthang, for errthang
Sometimes I don't why you save me, Real shit
Damn, gone

[Hook: Quavo]
I don't know why the lord save me
I don't know why the lord save me
Thank you
I don't know why the lord save me
I don't know why the lord save me
He save me
I don't know why the lord save me
I don't know why the lord save me
Go, Thank the God I'm famous
Thank you God I'm famous
I don't know why the lord save me
I don't know why the lord save me
Yea
I don't know why the lord save me
I don't know why the lord save me
AMEN
I don't know why the lord save me
I don't know why the lord save me
Uh
Thank you God I'm famous
Thanking God I'm famous

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I don't know why the lord save me
I had to get rid of them babies
I'm at the top, Ima Uranus, Versace my neck and my panky
My momma she told me I made it, Im tired of my family slavin
Daddy was a hospital patient, next thing you know he couldn't make it
I put my head down I ain't cry, cuz then I ain't know what death mean
Then a when a nigga growed up I ain't have my daddy on the scene
So a nigga had to lend to his momma, So a nigga had to go chase commas
Use to eat dollar menu at mcdonalds, now I'm eating big plates at
Benihanas, gone.

[Hook: Quavo]

[Verse 2: Que]
Its first thang I do when I wake up
I'm thanking the lord stay prayed up
Its hard out here for a young nigga
If you ain't got heart you get ate up
Just tryin to maintain and stay out that cell without breakin the law
But its hard as hell, the man above for showing me love
Im taking them trips to Beverly Hills, runnin through hoes
And counting them M's, living life high like [?]
Live for today and pray for the next, I only see money
G's on my specs, I sin everday just to get this success
I want it for me, yall want it to flex
The difference between us its clear as it gets
Niggas be fake so I show no respect.

[Hook: Quavo]

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
I don't know why the lord save me
All the time I disobey him
You would thank I would be in them cages
So every day I wake and thank him
From kickin them dors sellin them babies
To walkin through jeff for a price of a baby
I swear its a blessing I never regret it
This shit gets so hetic a nigga start stressing
The clips ain't helping, looking at my smith & wesson
Looking for them vegetarians, I'm taking yo lettuce and celery
I'm posted on sunset in Beverly, Hills, my niggas they do this foreal
I'm drinking the air out the seal, got niggas waiting for the appeal.

[Hook: Quavo]
 
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