Lyrics:
So I'm callin' all bitches, if y'all broke
I'ma put ya on 'cause I got dat work
'Cause I'm all about da money, it's all about da cash
But you can keep
fake chain dat bling for a week then tarnish
I do this fa my people dawg I mideswell be honest
Uma hold us down I promise one hunnid
cnd that ain't
gon ride I'm not by ya Side
Asking bout me now dey like Who Am i
I am dat southwest nigga never Changed still don't talk alot
I am product of da good
to the Plan i know that It's worth it
Member then days I was feeling So worthless
Just gimmie the crown lil homie I earned it
Drippin up next and one thing is
And the wahala dey come by the boatload
Oga approach you say oh no
My eyes focus on money ooo
Girl you on a mission
That's why you alone
If they don't share your
on, 'dewlla! play dat lil' guitar one mo'gin!)
(spoken)
Uh-oh! I smells trubba! he be messin' wit pigmeat heahhh! muthafucker be rejectin' some
dem deevn need fi be in existence
yow
Fi dem badness a just actin (acting), dat a protein
Him ago need it, when di mini 14 bruck up bone zeen
Poppy
ill be there with Henney
4 the low ill be there plenty
Blunt blowin keep the red Cherry lit
I talk cash numbers never Fugazzi
Glock by da dresser
Im
bought a lack..paint it black...yea I need all of dat....She love ta swalllow, dick an take it like it's medicine, I put cha legs right by ya ears, yea
shit
I picked it up to drop it off, this shit selling like cigs
But it ain't that mass production and you don't throw no fits
I guess that's why I'm in
but really consciously
Y'all tryna be just like us look We aint f***in tripping
Still spittin the same knowledge, spittin the f***in philosophy
Dat yall
Gonna fix you up!
By da time we're through
I'll be tigger one
You'll be tigger two!
It's gonna be great!
It's gonna be great!
It's gonna be
through it all tell everybody dat I’m fine
People steady calling me but I just press decline
Go get a real bitch by yo side you gotta have a dime
Blue strip
play the runner's in Franklin Park /really what your angle hideous angels banging triangles/ gang gang / why bitch be like he mentally on stable really
the family
They goin understand it
Why I'm movin like a bandit
I remember days when I didn't have it
If I see you wit it, we goin come and grab it
Gimmie
betta than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatevera
There's a few things dat's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I
It's a part of me dat ion want nobody to see
I keep revisiting the days before I hopped on beats
Fighting myself and I'll be damned if I accept
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
these drugs on my table I call it homework
Tryin to escape those feelings that dat night had caused
Thinkin if it would be different if dat night I called
they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene
think he just said
No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
brown weed, we be blowin dat gummy,
Noz that grind roll wit niggaz dat hold der money,
While y'all floss chicken heads dat on the low be junkies,
Y
Stacking my money nigga even when I be sleeping in bed damn
Lightskin curly head bitch on my dick she keep trynn gimmie head
Imma turn her ass over she
but world did this
the world did that
man i dont believe any word know dat
Be Lie
ve that
gimmie some space
gimmie some time
man i thought i need props
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