Plastic (feat. Cash Star Lil Boss & Lil' Flip)

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Motivated by the money and ain't eva told nothin
They can't take nothin from me
Went from a youngin, thuggin, hustlin, gettin money
Woke up one mornin realized I got that money (damn)
I really got that money
Everything them niggas wanted
They got that from me (man)
On tha cool it was a wonderful feelin
I pray to God everyday to take me away from drug dealin
Went from trappin in houses, to trappin in traffic
F*ck a cell make a sell I just need some plastic
I just need some plastic
I just need some plastic
F*ck a cell make a sell I just need some plastic
Went from trappin in houses, to trappin in traffic
F*ck a girl here some girl I just need some plastic
I just need some plastic
I just need some plastic
F*ck a girl here some girl I just need some plastic
Hey streets!
Say hello to God b
I swear to God if he was here he could't guard me
I'm a street king
Better than Ali
You betta eye me
Watch me and see if one of these peasant niggas a try me
I'm icy
Look nigga (look nigga)
I'm icy
Shoulda been hogged the streets from you pussies but I've been righteous
Now you doin betta now
Gucci sweater down
Selling pounds for another nigga this nigga a clown
Hit me now?
Cash Star leave out the Boss
Because the streets know I've been the Boss (nigga)
Y'all got cars and no house
I got houses and cars that I don't even floss (nigga)
Make it make sense
Its Cash Star leave out the Boss
Because the streets know I've been the Boss (nigga)
Y'all got cars and no house
I got houses and cars that I don't even floss (nigga)
Went from trappin in houses, to trappin in traffic
F*ck a cell make a sell I just need some plastic
I just need some plastic
I just need some plastic
F*ck a cell make a sell I just need some plastic
Went from trappin in houses, to trappin in traffic
F*ck a girl here some girl I just need some plastic
I just need some plastic
I just need some plastic
F*ck a girl here some girl I just need some plastic
(Lil' Flip in the building)
Aye I'm the reason why it ain't no more Glad Lock bags
When I was going rock for rock I had my matchbox mad
I used to stand on Botany with a pocket full of stones
But then them whoop whoop came I started trappin out my home
I graduated from them rocks
Now we moving building blocks
But then them alphabet boys came and made the hood hot
But they wasn't knocking at my door they ass was down the street
So I started hustlin out of town I went to Tennessee
And then I went to Jacktown
I turned that bitch to Cracktown
I royal rumble with the work
Come and get yo smackdown
A nigga play with me and Boss they'll meet The Undertaker
It's contraband in my hood I feel like Ronald Reagan
Trappin ain't dead these niggas just scared Flip

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