Lyrics:
on the island
Project call play puff ball the hoop was made out of a hanger
Playin' corners stick the elevator never thought
Project life was promised nothin'
Project Pat (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better
I do better, I do better, I do better, I do better
You
me in traffic getting busy
I Walk by faith like its no biggie
Street smart and Im witty
Ima dance on em getting jiggy
Got the recipe now Im litty
Thats
Hypnotize Minds, Project Pat
The #1 ringtone! It's goin' down!
Don't call me no more
And don't text me no mo
Project Pat featuring Three 6 Mafia
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blast on
No evidence 'cause this shit will be erased
We're in Paul's Chevy deep, with visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & SOG
a beretta
Need y'all to run it back, boo, where the dollars at?
When I'm off that liquor, I feel like I'm Project Pat
Bitch, you really, really wack,
We've go the lingo
With so much heat it's hard for us to pick the first single
It don't matter 'cause I'm underground anyway
Rich balling, bitch call
I'm surrounded by Benjamin's (blue faces)
Don't fall in love with them bitches
'Cause I know the nigga that's pimpin' them (I know 'em)
My plug is
Gettin' rich was my only plan (ayy)
'Cause you can't raise my son and have an OnlyFans (facts)
Project windows was my only fans (yeah)
Take my momma out
care bout what a nigga say
I'm a hustling thug ooou ooou
Sipping lean straight out the bottle
They copy my style oou oou
Superstar in the projects
Just
ain't breakin' yet
A vet
Get rich project niggas
Billionaire mindset niggas
Know you know my set, niggas
10th Street, 12th Street, Vernon Family
on me
I don't need no friends, I'm rich by my lonely
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
Yea' your homies not
whenever you see some hot shit I'm rockin' it first
Shit, droppin' it first
The pardon choppin' it first
Basically when I ride by I'm hurtin' them worse
call me Roddy but not rich (You can call me Roddy)
You can say I'm Roddy but not rich (You can say I'm Roddy)
But I ball on you niggas cos my music rich
Humphey Bogartin' the whole country
Chunky women love Doc
(Projects) pump me like Pat
My pimp game is like rugby
Doctor, you know
New flow, new dough
to hold up the store with the .44
Never had the door kicked in by the feds
While I'm laying in the bed on the bread that I'm gon' blow
Uh but I do know
killed my spirit
So what little life I got left, y'all can expect me to ball
I pat myself, teacher said I was a lost cause
'Cause I used to roam them
know I'm rich when I never run outta metro fare
"You'll never get a job your musics wack" but I don't care
Cuz white people love black people with a lot
stackin'
Me and my homies tossed your gal
She was a fake ho
Pat I'm on the bread like last year
Nigga know the bizness
Project in this motherfucker
Stacking
a platinum plaque ambassador
'Cause I don't got one career, dawg, I mastered four
But I'm not done yet
The critical thought is the industry is run by
'bout ten chains on (yeah yeah)
Shed them tears 'cause I'm blessed, that's why I got shades on (yeah yeah)
My old trap house, I heard that they had
then fuck up the projects (Projects)
I do not know your lil shawty (Naw)
Bet I can fuck your lil shawty (For real)
Know she a go on the low (Low)
Sneak
Now youse a killa
So pull the trigger so
We can let the dice roll
Dem hollow tips in yo' shit'll leave a nice hole
It's Project Pat on the track
rich yahhh
You can call me Roddy but not rich yah
You can say I'm Roddy but not rich yah
But I ball on you niggas 'cause my music rich yahhh
You can call
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