Just Started lyrics

by

Joe Budden


[Hook: Emilio Rojas]
Four, five, six, b*tches, I just started
Balenciaga sneakers, homie, I just started
Machete in a closet, hater, I just started
Tatted on my body, baby, I just started
Hold up, I be blowing money quicker than a motherf*cking lotto
And uh pour up, I be sipping all the liquor like a younging never got a liver
Hold up, I be getting women stripping like they never had a father figure
Roll up, I be rolling uptown with a lot of killers riding with us

[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas]
I’m talking my sh*t ‘cause I’m walking my sh*t, give a f*ck what you say
Give a f*ck what you spend on it homie, we don’t give a f*ck what you pay
It ain’t flier than this, mama look good and I’m flying her in
If I’m gonna hit, I’mma need the carfax for that pus*y to see what her mileage is
Nobody wild as the kid, no one kill beats and get live as the kid
No one expected it, I disrespect me a legend, declining to sign to his sh*t
Hold up, all these b*tches love me, leave ‘em brokenhearted
Took a couple shots, f*ck it, I just started

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Emilio Rojas]
I’d rather eat pus*y than eat with you pussies, you such a disgrace
I been to your crib and I seen how you live, you are not what you say
f*ck lending you money for feeding your family, that’s just not okay
And the way that I’m living, I know that you showing me love with your hate
Showing the love with the hate, get out of my way ‘cause you running in place
We be getting tables and b*tches in Vegas
While you playing Russian Roulette with your face
Hold up, all these b*tches love me, leave ‘em brokenhearted
Took a couple shots, f*ck it, I just started
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