Chief Keef - Earned It lyrics

Keith Farrelle Cozart

[Chief Keef - Earned It lyrics]

Young Chop on the beat
Ayy, still the same young nigga
Ain't shit changed young nigga
I'm still comin' 064, I still rep 064 nigga
Still rep 3Hunna, nigga, I'm still 6Hunna
Nigga rest in peace Lil Steve, nigga
Rest in peace Lil Moe, nigga
Rest in peace to all the guys
Rest in peace O, rest in peace Big Glo, nigga
Gang, gang, nigga, Front$treet
Shit, 061 shit, nigga
Bang, bang, nigga, gang, gang
Gang in this bitch, nigga
(Bang)

I got all my motherfucking jewelry on
(Jewelry on) you can try to flex like
Your bitch ass want it
(Like your bitch ass want it, huh?)
You don't want these bullets
Flying like some comets
(Flying like some comets, bang bang)
You a motherfucking frog little Kermit
(You a Kermit, huh?)
I'm a glo man I don't need a garment
(I don't need a garment)
And I'm hotter than a fucking furnace
(Hotter than a furnace)
Take a Tooka blunt then I burned it
(Then I burned it)
And I spend this money 'cause I earned it
('Cause I earned it)

That bitch called me on the
Phone she ain't want shit
(She don't want shit)
Told that bitch don't call my
Phone with all that nonsense
(Please don't call my phone
With all that nonsense, yah)
I be getting to that guap bitch, I be guaping
(Listen to that guap, baby)
Smoking on this blunt, this shit stunky
(This shit stank baby) i mean skunky
(Gang, baby) , I'm rolling
With the funky (Gang, baby)
Cops pull me over they don't want shit (Baby)
They just want to say they locked me up
(Sosa, Sosa, Sosa)
'Cause they know I got a lot of bucks
(Chief Sosa)
But I'm bonding right out I ain't broke
(I ain't broke, bitch)
Niggas ain't getting no money it ain't a joke
(It ain't a joke, bitch)
You better get some money for
Your momma or your ho (Bitch)
Boy yo ass better not be broke (Bitch)
I spent four bands on a coat (On a Moncler)
I spent a fucking band on some loafs
(On some God?)
I spent that hunnid on my air force ones
(On my ones, yeah)
To stomp a nigga in his air force ones
(In his air force one, yeah)
I don't need a jet, I want Air Force One
(Air Force one, yeah)
I am fucking president and a sun
(Like Obama, yeah)
Sold a bitch for five thousand
And left her one (I left for one, yeah)
And threw that fucking shit in the strip club
(In the strip club, yeah)
Niggas flexing this ain't what they want
(Ain't what they want)
I up this pump and fill a nigga up
(Fill that bitch ass up)
Riding down my block no this
Ain't what they want (Squad squad)
We up these pistols hit a nigga up
(Hit a nigga up, bang bang)

I got all my motherfucking jewelry on
(Jewelry on) you can try to flex like
Your bitch ass want it (Like you want it)
You don't want these bullets
Flying like some comets
(Flying like some comets)
You a motherfucking frog little Kermit
(Still little Kermit)
I'm a glo man I don't need a garment
(I don't need a garment)
And I'm hotter than a fucking furnace
(Than a chimney)
Take a Tooka blunt then I burned it
(Burn it like a chimney)
And I spend this money 'cause I earned it
('Cause I earned it and you feel it)

Smoking dope like a chimney (Like a chimney)
Tec on my hip that means that it's feeling me
(It's feeling Keith)
These niggas ain't no kin to
Me no friend to me (Hell nah)
These nigga fucking enemies! (Bang bang)
Hey, the beat go off? (Ayy)
I up it then my heat go off (Bang)
I heard he do that sneaky talk (Huh?)
I heard he was a sneaky dawg (You ah?)
I up this fucking 4-0 then I speak it dawg
(Dah) me I take naps and you a sleepy dawg
(Huh, huh?) catch yo ass in the back
Shoot up your fe-fe dawg (Dadah?)
223 is at your neck, breathing dawg?
(Bang bang) nigga don't even sneeze I
Get to squeezing dawg (Bang bang)
My little bitch a vet she
Said she need a dawg (Gang gang)
She know I get them checks and
I don't speak at all (Gan?)
Some bitches believe me and
Justin Bieber y'all (Gang)
I'm in the kitchen cooking
Justin Bieber y'all (Skrr, skrr)
I ain't got none of them shades
I'm still not seeing y'all (Nah)
Lil' bitch I'm glo I don't
Want to be with y'all (Nah)
White air force ones 'cause that's
How I'm feeling y'all (Yah)
I'm from Chiraq where they be killing y'all
(Bah)
All these fuck niggas and they feeling hard
(Huh, huh?)
I'm laughing to the bank like ha ha ha ha
(Ha ha ha ha ha) and I got my Glock, up this
Bitch click clack pow, pow, pow, pow
(Pow, pow, pow, pow, nigga)

I got all my motherfucking jewelry on
(Jewelry on) you can try to flex like
Your bitch ass want it
(Bitch ass want it, huh?)
You don't want these bullets
Flying like some comets
(Flying like some comets)
You a motherfucking frog little Kermit
(That's lil' Kermit, huh?)
I'm a glo man I don't need a garment
(I don't need garment, huh?)
And I'm hotter than a fucking furnace
(Than a fucking chimney)
Take a Tooka blunt then I burned it
(Then I burned it, huh?)
And I spend this money 'cause I earned it
('Cause I earned it, huh?)

Ayy, gang gang, nigga gang gang, nigga
Ayy, gang in this bitch, gang in
This bitch, gang in this bitch
Gang in this bitch gang gang

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