Saba – Nice For What Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Big Freedia]
I wanna know who mothafuckin’ representin’ in here tonight
Hold on, hold on

[Pre-Chorus: Lauryn Hill]
I keep lettin’ you back in (you back in)
How can I, explain myself?

[Chorus: Lauryn Hill & Drake]
Care for me, care for me, you said you’d care for me
There for me, there for me, said you’d be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for me (Murda on the beat)

[Verse: Saba]
I’m about to change my lines tell ’em adios
Pivot gang down for life, Shawty Lo
Aye, run this shit untill I get a charlie horse
Aye, fe fe on the block she look like mardi gras
Aye, married to this shit I mean that’s common law
Kinda raw plus I got that soul like a commodore
Aye, commandeer I’m about to take this shit back
Aye, at yo’ head you ’bout to get yo’ head snatched
Aye, what they do for cash look like fear factor
Aye, but I ride ’round ’em surround ’em like I’m Cleopatra
Rack it up, rack it up I just got paid at the show this shit addin’ up
Thinking of packin’ up
Like I could retire right now and they had enough
I had my managers, I tell ’em we should go U.S. to Canada
They hit me back like ‘Saba consider’ but then they calendar
Shout out the el illest
Shout out the critics who wait for the beat to drop
Shout out TheNeedleDrop
Don’t care what you writin’ ‘cuz I know that we on top
If that show up, then how he up when you ain’t up?
My dirty vans, I just clocked in I’m on this work
I panoramic, see the bigger picture first
I Ray J in the booth, because I hit it first
Just did another right now records give us merch
Boy, all I drop is classics in my city merch
Can’t lie, I’m pretty public for an introvert
Didn’t cry, I’m right back to it if it didn’t work
And I, look like I serve the block
I know you heard the todd
The greatest, I soon to occur to ya
We never heard of ya
Murda on the beat but I’m not a murderer
I’m who you learn about
History repeat and I feel it’s like so many me’s
Niggas talking we hear bits and piece
And it look like dinner, it’s a feast
Middle finger to the CPD
Yelling “free my niggas” ’till they free
I don’t wanna kick it in the street
They can catch a boot like Tennessee
Tell ’em paid in full like Eric B
And I’m telling you to care for me

Kodak Black & Plies – Too Much Money (Uncensored)

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Like you niggas ain’t even doing shit
You niggas running around here
Talking about a nigga hating on you
But real shit though dog it’s too much money out here to be hating

[Hook: Kodak Black]
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep but I dont speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance (ay)
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep but i dont speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
You know Ima keep it 1k bruh
One hunnid, it ain’t in there
You ain’t real, don’t say none
Who let fooly in here?
You been shooting that tooly
Peeling, wheeling and tooling
I get stupid stupid
I might keep that woolley
I just got the bag and ran through it
Got it back and threw it
All of the young niggas know what’s winning
I’m trynna watch my man do it
He’s a track star, I just ran into him
She’s a fast broad, I just ran into her
He’s a bastard, where’s his dad going
Bust his ass son, you your daddy son
That’s a Nascar, watch him blast off
That’s a fast car, I hop out Jaguar

[Hook: Kodak Black]
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep but i dont speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance (ay)
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep but i dont speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance

[Verse 2: Plies]
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Y’all hating I’m at the cliff boy
I already made the money
They cave me the way
I don’t even know why you dissing for
Everyone know I got 16 cars
I don’t even know why you tripping for
You already know I’m fucking your lady
I don’t even know why you hit me for
I keep money in all four of my pockets
Fake real clean I don’t award nobody
Why I keep the bag, I don’t short nobody
Pill kicked in I got Xan in my body
I can buy a Bugatti now
I swear I’m a savage lil nigga, you know I don’t care
I got so many clothes, don’t know what I would wear
I’m on the one-way [?]
Hoes fuck around like TMZ
All white on me like CMG
Everyday I’m living like PNB
Got a Benz in the yard that’s a AMG
Pick a nigga bitch on INT
Ball on your ass like CP3
Everyday know me, don’t need a ID
You the police like CPD

[Hook: Kodak Black]
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep when Ion speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray gun
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance (ay)
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep when Ion speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray gun
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance