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Don Trip
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Leaning
[Verse 1:]
Mama what heard (Mama what heard)
And we just made it worst
With the brews in middle school
I took money out of her purse
I'm in class just trying to impress some woman
I thought i took five it turns out i took a hundred
Stupid me and i know how hard sge works
She had to beg and borrow just so i could wear a shirt
And i just stole her food money even worse her bill money
I lied until i looked into her eyes I saw tears running down
Silly me almost 20 years later we still makin mama cry
Only now i got more paper
Well my dough ain't solving shit filled her dryer with my brits
I know once i had my son i was supposed to quit shit (shit)
I'm still trying to get my work on
And then life to a nigger a curve ball
And then i wrote a letter to my son that
Does it really matter if i feed my child with dirty funds
I'm just getting it how i live
I'm just trying to make something out of nothing
In her days it's ok until mama decides to do her lunch
I got an appetite who wants beef i'll slaughter you on front street
I will not turn the other cheek
I do not agree with dr king but R.I.P doctor king
And i'm almost certain that this was not his dream
But fuck it i got money bitches love me
And if i get it hold my audit it will only be leave with nothing so i'm leaning
[Chorus:]
Leaning,leaning,leaning, leaning, leaning,leaning
When i'm gone
Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning
When i'm gone
Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning
When i'm gone
Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning
When i'm gone
Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning
[Verse 2:]
Yow good friend is on my peanis
Because i made a dollar out of a dime
Damn it i'm a genius
We all on the road to riches
Choose me i choose to seen it
Hey baby i survived the jungle if you can't name it
Then you haven't seen it
Chasing all these dead phrases i got friends that i don't know
But when my doe start running low they turn casper the friendly ghost
Don't leave without you hadios
The ballooning and the parading
I'm just trying to stay afloat
Therefore i'm leaning
Leaning,leaning,leaning, leaning, leaning
When i'm gone
Leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning,leaning
When i'm gone
Leaning,leaning
And i'm not on pro octazaine
But my flow so meth and phat of meaning
Did they stop me let them dream
Bring that fat dick over let her sing on it
And i pop up like a golfer then load up then kill everything
Fuck you and fuck them niggers with you
I met your dog i like to hover with me
You a pussy nigger i know the difference
I lay that barrel right on your whiskers
Those shots so loud my ears whistle
Then too you get a clearer picture
I got more bullets than a deck of cards
I shuffle up then come deal with you
I'm popular but i'm still with it
I'm bawling like gill chris
To me talking about lunch cards say what you do with that meal ticket
Rest in peace to meal ticket
And little milton in loving memory
You know i ain't on of those rapper niggers who
Is satisfied with my own identity
[Chorus]
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