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Selected song name: Entitled
Singer Name: Euro Gotit
Lyrics written by: Euro Gotit

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I can't get attached if she ain’t bad
I just put two hundred on the dash
They get in they feelings 'cause they can’t get in no bag
I just came home, ran it up, and now they mad
I just put some stars up in the ceiling
I put a few n***as in they feelings
That's how they gon' feel when you 't**led to the millions
N***as try to kill 'cause they ain't the ones who livin'


Hold on, who is you? where you from?
N***a, stay out
She ain't lookin’ for no love, she need a way out
I got my M's, got my sh*t, and moved way out
Ayy, chill with all that talkin’, what's the payout?
Put some ice on her neck, wrist, ankle, and her toe
Still in the hood gettin' a cut on Candler Road
893 Mitchell Street in the road
All them n***as ever hated on me was some hoes
Took a b*t*h from Magic and I put her in a Benz
Took an F off my report card, put it in some rims
You gotta be my brother, I ain't never had a friend
We was used to takin' L's and now we used to makin' M's


I can't get attached if she ain't bad
I just put two hundred on the dash
They get in they feelings 'cause they can't get in no bag
I just came home, ran it up, and now they mad
I just put some stars up in the ceiling
I put a few n***as in they feelings
That's how they gon' feel when you 't**led to the millions
N***as try to kill 'cause they ain't the ones who livin'

I'm a young set trapper and a make a bag popper
I'm a big rack thrower and a six pack shower
I'm the hope for the hood, hour ho, your throat good
You gon' f**k, I know you would
With all these racks, I think you should
Diamodns are VVS, she work at CVS
They wanna see me dead
She wanna see these checks
She go and see her man
She wanna see me next
These n***as think we playin
They wanna see these TEC's
I was in the C-Block, them n***as on D-block
Send my n***as Green Dots, we can get your team popped
Better call your team off, tryna cut my dream off
I hate to have them beams cross paths with your beams, dawg


I can't get attached if she ain't bad
I just put two hundred on the dash
They get in they feelings 'cause they can't get in no bag
I just came home, ran it up, and now they mad
I just put some stars up in the ceiling
I put a few n***as in they feelings
That's how they gon' feel when you 't**led to the millions
N***as try to kill 'cause they ain't the ones who livin'