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Performed By: Sly Mike
Language: English
Written by: Michael Lyons




Sly Mike - Earned Lyrics




Born from pain down bad an shit, these runtz got me so high like shit
I told dollaz lets get this dough, and get some more
Made fo this life, no time to lax
Gettin' to the gwap, i gotta flex
Ima keep it real, i jus want the racks
I don't trust these folk, wanna catch me lack

This blunt love for a chrome heart, no play boy I just play my part
These hoes mad I don't got time, Ion't got time i'm fine
Call me watch it ring, less we talkin' bout the green
Damn these chains feel so cold, smokin on so much damn dank
Girl tell me what you see, what you really know
She said ""Sly is that guy and he stay high like the sky""
Trap and move lets get that cake, just seen a stack the other day
I been grindin' now I drip, peep thе kicks
No you can't flex
If them folk brokе can't hang with them, them folk be lame we not the same
Flex on my ops and bought a chain, and then i'm out again
I see niggas that wanna be me, yeah thats cool but i'm O.G
I see niggas tryna drip like me, damn that shit was ugly

Born from pain down bad an shit, these runtz got me so high like shit
I told dollaz lets get this dough, and get some more
Made fo this life, no time to lax
Gettin' to the gwap, i gotta tax
Ima keep it real, i jus want the racks
I don't trust these folk, wanna catch me lack
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Born from pain down bad an shit, these runtz got me so high like shit
I told dollaz lets get this dough, and get some more
Made fo this life, no time to lax
Gettin' to the gwap, i gotta flex
Ima keep it real, i jus want the racks
I don't trust these folk, wanna catch me lack

This blunt love for a chrome heart, no play boy I just play my part
These hoes mad I don't got time, Ion't got time i'm fine
Call me watch it ring, less we talkin' bout the green
Damn these chains feel so cold, smokin on so much damn dank
Girl tell me what you see, what you really know
She said ""Sly is that guy and he stay high like the sky""
Trap and move lets get that cake, just seen a stack the other day
I been grindin' now I drip, peep thе kicks
No you can't flex
If them folk brokе can't hang with them, them folk be lame we not the same
Flex on my ops and bought a chain, and then i'm out again
I see niggas that wanna be me, yeah thats cool but i'm O.G
I see niggas tryna drip like me, damn that shit was ugly

Born from pain down bad an shit, these runtz got me so high like shit
I told dollaz lets get this dough, and get some more
Made fo this life, no time to lax
Gettin' to the gwap, i gotta tax
Ima keep it real, i jus want the racks
I don't trust these folk, wanna catch me lack
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Writer: Michael Lyons
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