Lyrics:
My young bitch do what I say so
This what they hate fo? My young dawgs
I made 'em wait for me
The neighbors know my name cause we bangin'
I feel like
Where the fiends at?
(Laughs)
Nigga
Bone thugs
Harmony
Money ain't a thing, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga y'all
the hater's gonna hate, and then the real - it's gon' feel
But I bet that after all of y'all fall
that the faker's gonna perish in the fire
Dip, and you know
Pray)
Just pray for trey
Or imma take it all away (Away)
Cause I feel like god today
Okay (Okay)
They saying I'm glowing too bright (Woah)
I know y'all
Hook
People hatin' and they barely know me,
How you hatin' and you barely even know me?
How you hatin' Remy, how you hate the homie?
Back up off
the one who's hitting now
You know the vibes pick you up ice cream
Shopping spree take a picture show your friends
He don't do you like me
He be nothing
right (yeah)
Ready for war (uh-huh)
Nigga, we ready for y'all
I got my mind right, money right (yeah)
Ready for war (uh-huh)
Nigga betta study your
hulk hogan
Ain't no need for all that talking yea by now you should’ve known this
TMG
Yea we a line of soldiers
Top dog status, Got that chip up on my
to kill y'all
It ain't nothin' to me, Ah!
(Ah)
Always left on hold, but now the shit changed
(Uh, huh) rapid fire Galick Gun and I'mma
Let the shit ring
right (yeah)
Ready for war (uh-huh)
Nigga, we ready for y'all
I got my mind right, money right (yeah)
Ready for war (uh-huh)
Nigga betta study your
drinkin' Cristal in, yeah
Kept the trey on me like Chris Paulin'
Drinkin' Ace of Spade like it's codeine now
Tryna put a million on the whole team now
stat
Don't play that song bro his name by itself bad
Y'all fuck with lone but y'all lonely go make sum
She just rode me to the beat of my drake song
She
I could've sworn I heard you niggas talking bout y'all never been break or fold
So why you steadily breaking the code
Since 11, I've been on that man
the discrepancies of my deal
Like the millions that y'all owe me, I gotta audit y'all for real
But you changed my life, that's my word
Took a young kid out
What a thought, listen to haters and never buy to hitting high
Watermarks, cause the market's flooded with garbage
You are now embraced by the light with
richer (mo' money)
Now tell me if you wanna live forever
N****z dyin so be ready for whatever
(Yeah, ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
Thug Life
Imma do it my way, and the real niggas know me by JP, no Trey (Yeah)
Okay (Okay)
Now I'm trying to pop us some bottles (Oh yeah)
Or Imma go fuck
And y'all just waitin' for me to
Leave it like a waitress tip
You fake as shit
Cassidy, take the brick, make it flip
You'se a good actor
I had coke so potent
gettin' richer (mo' money)
Now tell me if you wanna live forever
Niggas dyin' so be ready for whatever
(Yeah, ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
heaven
Tell God send me a blessing, cause I'm down here stressin'
12 is for the records we sell, we're goin' platinum
There's no turnin' back now, so
the dark
Now that's passion, hold me tight
Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight
I know your man ain't lovin' you right
You're lonely
I bLown up
Everybody own nuts, what hoLd that
The prince here been here Sincere
Like Nas in BelLy toLd ya'lL Get ready
Money calL me alL day no celLy
bang
Me with a dead ting, just don't sit right
My dick only stay up for 10 and 11 like it's waiting for midnight
Ain't have to say nutting, she knows how
known me
LV the buckle it's shinning is Damier, yeah
Get paper like test ain't assigning it, yeah
Ain't Trey Songz, but yo bitch I'm diving in, yeah
My
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