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Now And Later Lyrics

Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Now And Later by Chief Keef




Now And Later
Climbing all day, I strace higher then jug in the banz
Theres no back up the base
Please dont back up the base
And I aint whistle that with the lane
She roll murmured, balling ago
Im ready to take that nigga
Imma get it now & later
Only money now &later
She I sweet now &later
Imma roll myself on automatic
Ready to get it on that paper
Get it on that paper,
Ready for those thoughts like Im a player
Like Imma a player
Like Imma a player
Thats when I got to sleep and wake up
Dark break her, dark breaker, dark breaker,
Dark briller, dark briller, dark briller , dark briller
Dark break her hard, break
Dark break her hard, break
Dark break her hard, break
b**ch Imma hard breaker
Now &later you b**ch on the tape
Going like elevator
Working no escalades
Climbing all the on streets
Hard to jug on the bean
Lets not back up the beans
And I aint missing that with the lane
Cuz all I know is go hard
Last will be, most on some
Pull up on your blow like I cant do that
Get it on roll time
Pull up on your block like copy and do that
But you must stop
Pull up on your dacha like that was on you and I know no hard
But all these b**ches are so, so
And they done a hole tosto
You ever say no later
Im but ten thousand low fall
Boy catch b**ch, she falling
Better catch your b**ch, she falling
Had that pussy and she show me
Cuz Im on maley and she get on
And she get now & later
Imma hit that now & later
Imma hit that now & later
Ill hit money now or later
She so sweet now &later
Around on some like now &later
Ready to get on that paper
Im f**king them hoers like Imma player
Cuz when I got to sleep and wake up
Bout my paper, you better keep calling
Cuz Im too busy staggin paper
Cuz I got a big booty right here in front of me
Motherf**ker heart breaker
She ball breaker, then Im dropping
She know his name and I met a new b**ch
On the daily bases, among you fate
And girl give me that, open up baby
Cuz Imma get dropping crazy
I know that sh*t sound crazy
Imma a young nigga, these young b**ches pay me
I ain't paying for that pussy
But I can put you on retainer
She said, "That's the same thing!"
I said, "No it ain't!"
I hear her when I run, when I come to
Roll up a blunt, tell your girlfriend roll up a blunt
Yeah, all we do is f**k, yeah all we do is f**k
You out later then we go out and f**k
Gotta came in,
Carry all those rings on my pinky
I f**k that b**ch like she was pinking
And Im getting brain on that plane
Jets sides with a big flame
Hold your heart as we crossing borders
Pop a pill she use to walleye
I forgot your name again
Man I must be drunk again, sorbs
Like a car, lets get it, on 24 should be on collage man
But I make just f**king, dont make collage man
Imma hit that now & later
Imma hit that now & later
b**ch, now or later
I should get that now & later
Ready to get on that paper
Im f**king all that like Imma a player
Thats when I got to sleep and wake up




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