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Pittmane - Aint Going Back To Average lyrics

I k** a n***a for my brother
I [?] a n***a for my sister
When you a shooter they gon' miss you
When you a shooter they gon' miss you
I told my momma I'm a savage
Like my god I'm doing damage
Thirty thousand for the package
Thirty thousand for the package

I ain't going back to average
(x4)

Your n***a blowing racks in the back of the vic
New money got my exes doing brand new sh**
My ex-girl giving head like it's a brand new dick
Too bad I'm upscale I need a brand new b**h
I hate when people call my phone because I don't save numbers
Gotta go through all my messages I'm trynna remember
I'm a young [?] boy but my heart in December
Put a price on your head
I got k**ers I send em
Why do people try and use me?
I think that it's amusing
When you got two girls it get confusing
I got it all don't wanna lose it

I k** a n***a for my brother
I [?] a n***a for my sister
When you a shooter they gon' miss you
When you a shooter they gon' miss you
I told my momma I'm a savage
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Like my god I'm doing damage
Thirty thousand for the package
Thirty thousand for the package

I ain't going back to average
I ain't going back to poor
When you coming from the ghetto you just want a little more
Last quarter tied up
You just praying for a score
Cut the coco with the soda, trynna stretch a little more
Got that two cups like where the pain go?
When you rich and you fall off, watch where your name go
Got two black girls I don't do lame hoes
Got too much money, ain't a place I can't go
Ex girl calling me, I think you should let it go
How your feelings come up, when the money come up?
Oh your new n***a shoot? Tell the p**y run up
I'm the man in my city how you gonna run us?
Got a long a** choppa, nick name tour bus
Cut a little n***a throat, n***a no short cuts
Cuttin up, in the cut, with a pretty little slut
Got a blunt rolled up and she begging me to f**

I k** a n***a for my brother
I [?] a n***a for my sister
When you a shooter they gon' miss you
When you a shooter they gon' miss you
I told my momma I'm a savage
Like my god I'm doing damage
Thirty thousand for the package
Thirty thousand for the package
Nah I ain't going back to average

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