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Middle Finger

Nasty Mane, Project Pat, DJ Smallz
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Middle fingers up Southern smoke Middle Middle fingers Middle fingers Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Southern smoke Middle Middle fingers Middle fingers Middle fingers up I'm in my own lane So motha fuck the world like 2Pac said "It's just me against the world" Middle Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up I'm with it over here And i did it my way Everybody getting mad Cause i did it my way Middle Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up I spit like a cold front Nothing flipping the money piles Need a bulldozer Hoes i stay in em Winning like the game Is rigged up But really i blast sick flow I ain't got no chrome That's weed and my chest flexed At all time and these rhymes And even in person merk a gangsta No Denzel, no need to rehearse Girl I can't tell that you got Just cause you said it Let me stick it in Tell your boyfriend I left it wet it I'm gon' let in Do what i do That keeping it moving Niggas hotter than the stolen burners They be shooting Cause they loosing Who you fooling They caught you cruising Beat 'em hustlas who got that weight Who be moving I'm in my own lane So motha fuck the world like 2Pac said "It's just me against the world" Middle Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up I'm with it over here And i did it my way Everybody getting mad Cause i did it my way Middle Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Fuck y'all All y'all You fuck with me - hell no Juicy J a G nigga They hating son I don't need nigga Only thing for me is cash Ferrari match that gas Blew a Hundred racks and let the past be the past Call lil momma over and i made her work that ass And i got that combination To you nigga stash Put that money in the bag Too much hate could be tragic The way i'm flipping money Would a thought i use magic Read between the lines I got money on my mind Talking 'bout you ballin' I ain't you seen you 1 time Styrofoam full And I'm rollin' on some pine Stop hating on a nigga Worry 'bout your grind I'm in my own lane So motha fuck the world like 2Pac said "It's just me against the world" Middle Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up I'm with it over here And i did it my way Everybody getting mad Cause i did it my way Middle Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Fuck the world And everybody in it Everybody gettin' money But they didn't give me a penny (fuck 'em) D-Do i need to mention Fuck your damn opinions I was out here tryin' to get it When there wasn't shit to be given Fuck 'em Me and my nigga Rap them streets all day Trying to get it off Post it up project hall way Yea, we know the feds lookin But we all gotta to eat Taking penitentiary chances Just to keep a crew with heat Fuck 'em Were trying to move my momma Out that ghetto living Thanksgiving god for his vision Cause now what they have is plenty Back in the day penny pitching But now is they really living and Yea, i did it on my own Need no motha fucking assistance Bitch I'm in my own lane So motha fuck the world like 2Pac said "It's just me against the world" Middle Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up I'm with it over here And i did it my way Everybody getting mad Cause i did it my way Middle Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up Middle fingers up