Label Me lyrics

by

Payroll Giovanni



[Chorus]
I'd rather try them label me a dope dealer
Than a motherf*cking broke n*gga
Ain’t getting money, you a joke, n*gga
Round here, can't just talk, you gotta show n*ggas
I'd rather try them label me a dope dealer
Than a motherf*cking broke n*gga
Ain’t getting money, you a joke, n*gga
Round here, can't just talk, you gotta show n*ggas

[Verse 1]
b*tches get balled on, n*ggas get balled on
Woke up [?], get them all gone
I can make big money, off a small phone
Barking at me, get you buried like a dog bone
Yeah, I'm on that mob sh*t, I said that mob sh*t
I'm quick to trife with most n*ggas, sell dope and rob, b*tch
Doeboyz Cashout, yeah, that's my clique
Na, that ain't a glass house, that's just my wrist
Plugged with them Mexicanos, they speak no English
Into popping gold bottles, with my teammates
My mans in [?], just caught a three way
Told me do this rap sh*t, and take it easy
I'm looking like a money lick, but don’t be a dummy, b*tch
Choppers [?] loud, since you on some funny sh*t
I rubberband grams up, motherf*ck a money clique
n*ggas say they f*ck with Pay, he on some getting money sh*t
[Chorus]
I’d rather try them label me a dope dealer
Than a motherf*cking broke n*gga
Ain't getting money, you a joke, n*gga
Round here, can’t just talk, you gotta show n*ggas
I'd rather try them label me a dope dealer
Than a motherf*cking broke n*gga
Ain't getting money, you a joke, n*gga
Round here, can't just talk, you gotta show n*ggas

[Verse 2]
See, my sh*t talking add up
I spit the sh*t that make a broke n*gga man up
And get his cash up, and ball on a ho
Sets on whips, [?] the gloab
I don’t expect lames to relate
Just [?], whatever you ain't getting, you a waste
I ain't start hustling til I had to
Wanted better sh*t, so I got up off my ass, dude
f*ck [?] diamonds, I want some [?]
On that 4 door 6, give me some [?]
[?] I'd rather have it
[?] I'd rather break it down and bag it
What you know about young n*ggas getting money like it's 88?
Riding through my hood, something tinted with the paper plates
30 for the day day, and I ain't even [?]
I expect you boys to hate, doing what you n*ggas can't
[Chorus]
I'd rather try them label me a dope dealer
Than a motherf*cking broke n*gga
Ain't getting money, you a joke, n*gga
Round here, can't just talk, you gotta show n*ggas
I'd rather try them label me a dope dealer
Than a motherf*cking broke n*gga
Ain't getting money, you a joke, n*gga
Round here, can't just talk, you gotta show n*ggas

[Bridge]
All I ever wanted growing up was to ball out
I don't want a little bit, why not grind and get it all?
They wanna see me starv, wanna see me on my knuckles
Got a pocket full of money, and a heart full of hustle
All I ever wanted growing up was to ball out
I don't want a little bit, why not grind and get it all?
They wanna see me starv, wanna see me on my knuckles
Got a pocket full of money, and a heart full of hustle

[Chorus]
I'd rather try them label me a dope dealer
Than a motherf*cking broke n*gga
Ain't getting money, you a joke, n*gga
Round here, can't just talk, you gotta show n*ggas
I'd rather try them label me a dope dealer
Than a motherf*cking broke n*gga
Ain't getting money, you a joke, n*gga
Round here, can't just talk, you gotta show n*ggas
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