Digits

Digits

歌手:Young Hysan

所属专辑:No Feelings EP

发行时间:2018-10-08

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[00:13.88]AII I wanted was them digits

[00:15.77]Stacking money to the limits

[00:17.41]In this s**t like Pusha-T

[00:18.36]Ship a key,like this s**t was my religion

[00:20.75]F*ck calling shots,Imma hit em

[00:22.49]Double choppers for ambition

[00:24.18]Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y'all

[00:26.42]with my intuition

[00:27.62]All I wanted was em digits

[00:29.26]Don't f*ck with nobody,I'm with it

[00:30.95]In this s**t like Pusha-T,ship a key

[00:32.44]S**t's survival of the fittest

[00:34.43]F*ck calling shots lmma hit em

[00:36.13]Double choppers fpr ambition

[00:37.87]Grip the pistol I be bindly shooting all of y'all

[00:39.96]with my intuition

[00:41.40]Out of of this motherf*cking planet

[00:42.79]At it fully automatic

[00:44.69]Chase the paper like an addict

[00:46.23]I came from nothing,I ain't had s**t

[00:48.12]I never crack when I hustle

[00:49.61]Sipping this Ac untol I'm muddled

[00:51.35]Weapon of mass destruction,nh don't f*ck with me

[00:53.25]You ger your ass in the duffel

[00:54.64]Blowing up,blowing up,blowing up

[00:56.33]Everybody better know whassup

[00:58.07]Blank face, I ain't showing love

[00:59.82]Aim it at you,make you open up

[01:01.52]High out the motherf*cking ceiling top

[01:03.21]f*ck your feelings, I ain't feeling y'all

[01:04.85]Money got me on my old ways:

[01:06.54]lif I ain't got it lmma steal it all

[01:08.28]'Cause I don't need nothing at all

[01:09.93]This money the motherf*cking law

[01:11.57]I keep the racks in the duffel

[01:13.41]I do not touch the withdrawal

[01:15.36]Workin, I'm workin,I get it

[01:16.96]Earn it, I splurge when i spend it

[01:18.80]I'm only servin the base

[01:20.54]Motherf*cking serving a sentence

[01:21.72]Oh,I only feel good with this money

[01:23.52]Y'all cannot hold down these b*****s

[01:24.81]Acting like she all committde,cuz oh you

[01:27.70]don't know how we did it

[01:28.64]Y'all don't know s**t about me

[01:30.24]Why are you giving advice

[01:32.08]If yall ain't doing been these numbers

[01:33.72]Then how aer you living thiw lide,say it

[01:35.66]AII I wanted was them digits

[01:37.45]Stacking money th the limits

[01:39.14]In this s**t like Pusha-T

[01:40.09]Ship a key,like this s**t was my religion

[01:42.53]F*ck calling shots,Imma hit em

[01:44.37]Double choppers for ambition

[01:46.01]Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y'all

[01:48.85]with my intuition

[01:49.74]All I wanted was em digits

[01:50.99]Don't f*ck with nobody,I'm with it

[01:52.78]In this s**t like Pusha-T,ship a key

[01:54.22]S**t's survival of the fittest

[01:56.07]F*ck calling shots lmma hit em

[01:57.82]Double choppers fpr ambition

[01:59.56]Grip the pistol I be bindly shooting all of y'all

[02:01.55]with my intuition

[02:04.19]Back wit the business I needed the pay

[02:07.47]Actavis sippin,I'm easing the pain

[02:09.61]I'mthe only one who with it

[02:11.46]Holding this s**t down when everybody giving up

[02:13.44]Ain't nobody ever listen

[02:14.98]Ain't nobody ever give a f*ck

[02:16.67]I don't know how this happened

[02:18.56]I was out skipping classes

[02:20.11]Told me the only way lmma make it out of this city's sitting in a casket

[02:23.39]Keep it savage with em b*****s

[02:24.79]They ain't f*ck'with us when we ain't done had s**t

[02:26.83]I did what I did,when i whip it

[02:28.58]Wrist wicked like it's Magick,Woah

[02:30.42]This check be the book of the law

[02:32.01]Bank balance like the courthouse

[02:33.55]Y'all was all tryna f*ck with me

[02:35.34]Now y'all screaming mission abort now

[02:36.99]I need me more of this money

[02:38.73]I need me more of these riches

[02:40.47]Foreign whip with the loaded

[02:42.41]I go to war for these digits

[02:43.55]Woah,swerving on em when I'm high as f*ck

[02:45.45]Pop a perky I ain't high enough

[02:47.19]Making money off this dumb s**t

[02:49.08]None of y'all ever done s**t

[02:50.67]Did't wanna f*ck yo *****

[02:52.06]She sucking on this **** cuz she don't feel ya bulls**t

[02:54.16]Hitting up Goldman and Sachs going

[02:56.20]"ratatat"

[02:57.10]Peeling back with em bullets

[02:57.85]AII I wanted was them digits

[02:59.19]Stacking money th the limits

[03:00.93]In this s**t like Pusha-T

[03:01.93]Ship a key,like this s**t was my religion

[03:04.22]F*ck calling shots,Imma hit em

[03:05.92]Double choppers for ambition

[03:07.71]Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y'all with my intuition

[03:10.99]All I wanted was em digits

[03:12.69]Don't f*ck with nobody,I'm with it

[03:14.48]In this s**t like Pusha-T,ship a key

[03:15.82]S**t's survival of the fittest

[03:17.91]F*ck calling shots lmma hit em

[03:19.50]Double choppers fpr ambition

[03:21.45]Grip the pistol I be bindly shooting all of y'all

[03:23.25]with my intuition

AII I wanted was them digits

Stacking money to the limits

In this s**t like Pusha-T

Ship a key,like this s**t was my religion

F*ck calling shots,Imma hit em

Double choppers for ambition

Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y'all

with my intuition

All I wanted was em digits

Don't f*ck with nobody,I'm with it

In this s**t like Pusha-T,ship a key

S**t's survival of the fittest

F*ck calling shots lmma hit em

Double choppers fpr ambition

Grip the pistol I be bindly shooting all of y'all

with my intuition

Out of of this motherf*cking planet

At it fully automatic

Chase the paper like an addict

I came from nothing,I ain't had s**t

I never crack when I hustle

Sipping this Ac untol I'm muddled

Weapon of mass destruction,nh don't f*ck with me

You ger your ass in the duffel

Blowing up,blowing up,blowing up

Everybody better know whassup

Blank face, I ain't showing love

Aim it at you,make you open up

High out the motherf*cking ceiling top

f*ck your feelings, I ain't feeling y'all

Money got me on my old ways:

lif I ain't got it lmma steal it all

'Cause I don't need nothing at all

This money the motherf*cking law

I keep the racks in the duffel

I do not touch the withdrawal

Workin, I'm workin,I get it

Earn it, I splurge when i spend it

I'm only servin the base

Motherf*cking serving a sentence

Oh,I only feel good with this money

Y'all cannot hold down these b*****s

Acting like she all committde,cuz oh you

don't know how we did it

Y'all don't know s**t about me

Why are you giving advice

If yall ain't doing been these numbers

Then how aer you living thiw lide,say it

AII I wanted was them digits

Stacking money th the limits

In this s**t like Pusha-T

Ship a key,like this s**t was my religion

F*ck calling shots,Imma hit em

Double choppers for ambition

Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y'all

with my intuition

All I wanted was em digits

Don't f*ck with nobody,I'm with it

In this s**t like Pusha-T,ship a key

S**t's survival of the fittest

F*ck calling shots lmma hit em

Double choppers fpr ambition

Grip the pistol I be bindly shooting all of y'all

with my intuition

Back wit the business I needed the pay

Actavis sippin,I'm easing the pain

I'mthe only one who with it

Holding this s**t down when everybody giving up

Ain't nobody ever listen

Ain't nobody ever give a f*ck

I don't know how this happened

I was out skipping classes

Told me the only way lmma make it out of this city's sitting in a casket

Keep it savage with em b*****s

They ain't f*ck'with us when we ain't done had s**t

I did what I did,when i whip it

Wrist wicked like it's Magick,Woah

This check be the book of the law

Bank balance like the courthouse

Y'all was all tryna f*ck with me

Now y'all screaming mission abort now

I need me more of this money

I need me more of these riches

Foreign whip with the loaded

I go to war for these digits

Woah,swerving on em when I'm high as f*ck

Pop a perky I ain't high enough

Making money off this dumb s**t

None of y'all ever done s**t

Did't wanna f*ck yo *****

She sucking on this **** cuz she don't feel ya bulls**t

Hitting up Goldman and Sachs going

"ratatat"

Peeling back with em bullets

AII I wanted was them digits

Stacking money th the limits

In this s**t like Pusha-T

Ship a key,like this s**t was my religion

F*ck calling shots,Imma hit em

Double choppers for ambition

Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y'all with my intuition

All I wanted was em digits

Don't f*ck with nobody,I'm with it

In this s**t like Pusha-T,ship a key

S**t's survival of the fittest

F*ck calling shots lmma hit em

Double choppers fpr ambition

Grip the pistol I be bindly shooting all of y'all

with my intuition

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