Lyrics:
wanna fuck with us, you must've had no common sense
I'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha Lynch
It's Strange Music so the competition
on God
Follow yo heart
You must be morally sounded
I'm tired of humans out here using they kids for a check
Let me make myself clear yo
You gets no respect
the deep end
Drowning in my own sins
Stretchin' out my hands again
I swear this is the last swim
No I can't be a has been
27 Last stint
9 To 5 got me blastin
(Just a typical day in the 'yo, y'know I'm sayin',now it's fucked, diamonds on me)
Dropped out of school and brought myself a chain
I must
hard to find
I can get you touched it won't cost a dime
Nigga play with me must've lost his mind
I be on my grind do that all the time
I just wanna
of state niggas get
Mad 'cause we rich (Hahaha, richhh)
Pick up a super chicken bac-ca
(Bac-ca, bac-ca)
He said selling 28 and a hundred by mail
For
broke)
Five-hour drive to see my guys 'cause they want some more (yeah, yeah)
Cut them niggas down because it's lies, don't wanna hear no more (cut them
everywhere, that's bae (that's bae)
Get yo' ass out the car, you givin' Tre (givin' Tre)
We been spinnin' through they hood all day (all day)
Niggas say they
to laugh out loud
But foreal, no text at all, so what does it matter now
Cause i know you see what im saying, and im praying and praying you get it now
Say she hate how I ditch her but I got a big thing
So if karma's a bitch, how we got these big rings, yeah
Almost flunked out of school by the wayside
I
Still looking for new friends
Wanna hug it out or are you
Looking to get stunned again?
Amumu the mummy, immortal master of misery
With all my CC I'll
we could ride out and get smoked
I wonder if I dropped a hundred dollars would you give it back (no)
I wonder if we cool like that (hell no)
to birds
Sitting at a café waiting to get served
Ordered hot coffee, my mouth is used to burns
Only getting chicken when I'm out, I'm used to birds
Always
A fresh out, outrage in the five points
Hooligan plotting loot
I was born and I know this world
Only the strong survive and I can prove it
Ducking behind
get the money pain is the fuel
Pain while we ride, pain make me do
[Chorus]
Money is a must on these streets by the duffle bag
Garbage bag,
on the news
Get stabbed by the cuts on the Kwest beat
Respect beef
Marty McFly shit, get knocked into next week
What does the future hold? Bullets
Going
press launch and then I play
I whip then I nae nae
You are pretty gay
I'm running around at the speed of sound
But then I get snipered by Vyper
Before the moon falls
I must create a new scheme
Get out of others' hands
Before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
I could use some pure
out on the street let her get that cheese
My bad is that your freak
But you know how a thug do
When a nigga hit that, it's fuck you
Keep it snug,
Said he was a dog he must be goofy(huh)
1942 I tell her pour it(yeah)
I just roll me up bout 2 when I get bored(yaaad)
Them niggas smoking poo I like it
Hmm, you tryna' get some good fame ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna' slang in the rain ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna' save for the Range ain't cha?
Hmm, you
'Cause day in, day out,
Big skrils what its all about.
Boy I live my bankroll.
Don't feel cool if it ain't too old.
Gotta get cabbage, gotta get chips.
[eiht]
Geah (hey)
Bitch
Get down like you live, hey, uh
Get down like you live
Geah
Uh, we's a gang a player niggas that's out for dough
Gettin money
locked out
My shooter go dumb, like a high school dropout
Slide on the opps, see what this new Glock bout
We get the drop, then wait till he walk out
I'm
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