40 Acres lyrics

by

Domo Genesis


[Intro]
Yo where you get that sh*t
My brother

I love him
Still wish a n*gga would n*gga
Flow so cold need a mink coat
Goodsense

[Verse 1]
Man n*ggas on their ho sh*t
I’m on a bring it to a n*gga to front door sh*t
n*gga ho is talking sh*t but don’t know sh*t
Man a n*gga off a n*gga on switch
A dope boy talking dope sh*t
Yeah still a middle finger to my old b*tch
Get a whip out time to take a road trip
Yeah I sold out yeah a n*gga need some more sh*t
My people came on a slave ship so we could get our 40 acres and a red whip
I seen a n*gga get robbed ain't say sh*t (nope)
Seen a n*gga get shot ain’t say (nope)
That’s the code to the game though
A bunch of f*ck boys f*cking up the game though
Mama want a real n*gga no lame-o
Had all white bricks in a black Range Rover
Strapped down like a seat belt
I swear to God n*ggas acting like females
I give it to them so vivid every detail
All I see is money every time I check the email
Get paid on a mother f*cker
Yeah I got it out the mud with my blood brother
Ya b*tch got me on speed dial
I get me then I holla on the rebound
[Hook]
Flow so cold need a mink coat
Damn shorty she a pro with the deep throat
I bet shorty drop it low for a C-note
But I’m still playing broke knowing a n*gga got dough
f*ck 12 f*ck the feds f*ck the 5 O
When you grinding n*gga wonder where the time go
Short days n*gga long nights from a city when you beefing it be on sight

[Verse 2]
But I ain't with that
My highschool crush still trying to hit that
And I ain't see her in a long time
But I know she heard the boy on a cold grind
So ‘just in case she hear what I'm cookin’
Girl I’m still trying to hit that pus*y
I got money but I need more and that’s word to my n*gga Mo
Sippin’ liquor on a speed boat
Flow like I got a cheat code
Like the '96 Bulls n*gga
I’m doing this for uncle Bull n*gga
I know you proud of a n*gga though
When I die don’t cry for a n*gga though
Just light an L, f*ck a bad b*tch for a n*gga
And tell my son his daddy was a real n*gga
n*gga shot for the hood n*ggas
It was all bad now it’s all good n*ggas
But they ain't living like that
I still wish a n*gga would n*gga
[Hook]
Flow so cold need a mink coat
Damn shorty she a pro with the deep throat
I bet shorty drop it low for a C-note
But I’m still playing broke knowing a n*gga got dough (Life)
I still wish a n*gga would n*gga
Flow so cold need a mink coat
Shorty she a pro with the deep throat
I bet shorty drop it low for a C-note
But I’m still playing broke knowing a n*gga got dough
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