Lyrics:
ain't know I gotta go
Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money
To the money
Nigga, I ain't got a money printer
So for this paper chase I'm out
ain't)
Think you get it crunk like me but you can't
Now, now, now
Now every record that I make, I'm tryna get up out the store, man
Every car I
the city of the gods near an island
Now l’shorty said I’m wavy got me feelin like poseidon
We goin
God mode, we goin God mode
As it above, so is below
We
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
From the beginnin' to the end, losers lose
Winners win this is real we ain't got to pretend
And we gon' stay hustlin' on that block until we caught
And we gon' stay showin' off that jewelry that we bought
And we gon' stay leavin' out
cost?
Yea I'm actin like a nigga that ain't never had shit
Filet Mignon porter house
My little brother on his medical shit from that block street
Nigga
the nerve to serve you up just like a waiter do, but no (no, no)
I take that back, that's my problem
Turning and walking away, this ain't goin' work when
me
But I come out on top just like Rameek
You thought you was the king
I snatch the crown from you in my sleep, nigga
Realize that I'm like eight when
goin' crazy (I'm goin' loco)
Feel like I'm flyin' on a spaceship (smoked out [?])
Speech is gone, elephant's kinda got my tongue (I'm goin' loco)
We
on they neck,
Like How you braggin bout a cheque,
Kept it a hunnid don't do 50s we ain't doin that percent,
Every dollar made it count,
Man I was dreamin
cameras out coming zoom (Take that)
They hate it that he sweating me, but ain't nobody checking me
I think it be the breeze for him that's why he next to me
anga-yangna-baba"..."wha?"..."BABA-BABA-BABA!"..."WHAAAA???". Fuck! (lets out frustrated grunt) By the time I've got that far, I'm fuckin' totally fucked. Because I'm p..., I'm not payin' attention to my gig...
God I would have lost faith
Niggas couldn't eat while they lost weight
Niggas ain't goin' on no diet
Niggas kill a nigga by the price
Nigga gon'
infatuation[00:30.11]That same december i dropped out im thinkin back to basics[00:32.71]Daddy on my ass to get job he got a lack of patience[00:35.55]At the time im goin
health that ain't no good
Like Breed I'm 20 below and getting colder
Going out lika soldier...
Crisp and clean I'm leaving the scene
Blowing mothafuckas
So what you wan' do (we goin kick it tonight)
(yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, only at the southside)
I know it, that you ain't used to this country boy
But
niggaz rollin' wit' me
Money makin' swift decision we controllin' the streets
Side track by the broads and the frauds
Ain't it strange
It's the reason so
Look
This the thing that y’all been waiting on
Getting paper with the faces gone
Keep it real I ain’t fake with y’all
On ice like we facing off
Look
wanna get murked by the boy
My shit is military
Y'all's is like a nursery toy
It's hurtin' you boys (BLRATT)
My team ain't even hungry, we famished
I
style, sippin' yac, top of the line rhyme,
Fuckin' em' like that therapy
Fuckin' em' like that there beats, I'm just a hustler
[Verse 1]
I'm goin
tough[02:00.40]Know we some stars that go line right up[02:02.46]Doin' our thing ain't no mindin' us[02:04.42]Locked in the mode, no findin' us[02:06.58]Got me new
out
I be in the field I ain't ever need a mascot
Feeling like dope boy cash out
I was 16 breaking bricks in the trap house
I don't need to front but
Talkin' bacon, eggs, with that AK
Then down they drank with a Dracay
Then combo up with like eight 8"s
Wait that's the 16" we Makin
But double up raise
Like, next
Guess who's getting X'ed?
You made a choice, that's your bad
Single life ain't so bad
But we ain't finna go there
Something's off, I'll tell
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