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Take Notes - Song Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Pesos on my line, got a money phone
You ain't talkin' 'bout cash, then it's adios
Been sittin' in the back wit' a bag of dope
Trap, trap for the money though
Rap, rap for the money though
Spend
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cash on the crack, then I hit the road
Bring it back like coke when it's on the stove
Bring it back like coke when it's on the stove
[Verse 2]
Take notes, got coke on my money phone
I can never go broke, got a money phone
Take notes, got coke on my money phone
I can never go broke, got a money phone
[Verse 3]
Gettin' money in the bando
Started out downtown givin' samples
Half B to a B to a full O
Now I knock weight off like lipo
'Member when I sold drugs in psych ward?
Now they comin' through the trap in the cycle
Got whatever you want for the low low
Sniff coke, turn their nose like Michael
[Verse 4]
Try take mine, that's a no no
I'm Neo shootin' **** in slow-mo
**** tried to run from the long nose
Blow his ankles, turn his shoes into sandals
These **** snitch like Randall
I'ma blow his lights out, no candle
I post on the streets like a light post
Gettin' cheese while these other **** lactose
[Verse 5]
Like lil' boy act grown
Been runnin' wit' the straps since a Y.O.
You jumped off the porch 'bout a week ago
What my lil' bro got, he a psycho
Big packs get it moved by the gram
Pesos make your ho's wanna dance
Started goin' ham, now they callin' me fam
These **** birds like Toucan Sam
[Verse 6]
These **** all weird they ain't cool wit' the gang
You were not there when I was locked in the can
You were not there when I was ridin' in a cab
Wit' **** big dirty nine in his pants
**** forgot when lil' bro died who was really outside
.380 by his side
**** forgot when the heads got hot
And the likkle man dropped by the P95
[Verse 7]
**** forgot when I almost got shot at the back
River block, wish I had my Glock
**** forgot when I was 15
On River Street tryna steal ****'s wops
**** forgot about the whole shit, that don't get close shit
When the whole squad got knocked
Really went down 'cause we really do dirt
Tryna make ends meet, tryna stack a little guap
[Verse 8]
Pesos on my line, got a money phone
You ain't talkin' 'bout cash, then it's adios
Been sittin' in the back wit' a bag of dope
Trap, trap for the money though
Rap, rap for the money though
Spend cash on the crack, then I hit the road
Bring it back like coke when it's on the stove
Bring it back like coke when it's on the stove
[Verse 9]
Take notes, got coke on my money phone
I can never go broke, got a money phone
Take notes, got coke on my money phone
I can never go broke, got a money phone