SaliHateYou - I DON'T MISS!

Man, man, man
Yo turn me up, let's go
I just
I just
I just
Okay
Okay, okay, okay
Really do this shit for fun, I made some money from it though
Do not speak on me 'bout nothing, if you know it then you know
Cleanest nigga in the game, dapper down to my toes
Niggas pinching at them pennies, if I got it then I go
Ya'll be moving way too fast, me, I like to take it slow
Only in that Subie wagon 'til I'm pushing me a Rolls
I don't touch my music money, so my money never folds
I might never go broke, 'cause I did that shit before
Ask my city where I come from
From the trenches, I'm a thug's son
The bigger picture is I'm not the one
So if it's beef then it's a gun run
Pussy nigga, you don't want none
Real shit, fuck around hit that kill switch
Head tap, wig split
Put on the news like real quick
I ain't with that drill shit
But don't try me, sonny boy
Me, myself, and I between us three, that's like a hundred toys
I miss running wild, gotta chill I got money boy
And just like my father, shit get litty bitch I'm yelling Goyt
(Goyt!)
Who the fuck these niggas think they is? (Real)
Fucking with me, you gone lose a rib (For real)
You'll get knocked playing with me, kid (For real)
You better think about who you gone miss
'Cause I don't miss shit
Leftie holds a .22
Righty holds a .45
Been applying pressure, nigga
How'd you think that I survived?
15 For my Sky-Dweller
15 For my SF5
SIG up in my fur coat' imagine thinking you would try
But then they wonder why
Sal is not a nigga they see in they life
I try not to trip
But who the fuck these niggas think they is?
Fucking with me, you gone lose a rib (Real shit)
You'll get knocked playing with me, kid (Real shit)
You better think about who you gone miss (Real shit)
'Cause I don't miss shit

Written by:
Shaiquan Adams

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