Lyrics:
'bout to die like it's a Claymore
(On God) i just paid my lil' niggas five
K to raid the drug store (Go lil' niggas)
If you ain't got no money in that
link up in Chiraq
You try it, don't try it, now your mama sad I'm flexing so hard, that's why niggas mad
And I'm getting money by the way
Gotta watch my
to em
I'm tired of rappers just sliding by
With z a y ain't no bypass
You can't get pass without an I-pass
Stop mumble rapping nigga let it go
This
person no more
I ain't just Lil Herbie no more
Yeah, I ain't just Lil Herbie no more
A lot of shit ain't worth it no more
Can't see me in person no
paid (racks)
I just bought a mansion
On the back of the banshee, no panties
Where my money lil nigga, demand it
Bought a mansion, the pool got
channel
Bitch it's Chanel, why you call it channel?
Papi too hot for you to handlе
I hit the pot and get dismantled
Ain't no power on in the trap
Auntie in
a motherfuckn' hand
Every fight, the Mariot, she let me beat it like a band
I never had to rob, I never had a job
They wouldn't hire me 'cause I was lookin' like
does it on the dl
Peace to Pete Rock, and the mecca don cl
Heavy d’s on this track, lettin' you know there’s no replacement
Peace signin' off, check
during war in the Greedy Grove
Southeast Dallas there's really no difference
The best news came
When he didn't make it to the news
Moving in stealth mode
Either you gon' hustle or you rob
Never had no hoop dreams, but I always wanted to ball
Ever since a jit I knew I was gon' be rich
Never thought it'd be
And the day I die, I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been solo, ridin' dolo, I've been stuntin'
No, hoe, it's a no-go, I don't want you (yeah)
in the net man i feel like vince carter
Word to my momma, expose the imposters
I think i ate a butterfly, im spittin up the pasta
I couldnt do it for
But eventually when another leaf come around the friendship we had just leaves
And it's never in control God the author he choose how the story goes
By
This is my life, my body, my soul, my body, my soul, my body
My past, my future was raised in the hood where they'll rob his future
The future be
Hop out the coupe
No keys for the foreign
Got three or four cars
I keep out in Houston
No need for a mortgage
I flat out just bought it
Nobody can
no food on my plate, should I go rob n kill, I had to go to da stu finna drop me a tape, feel it’s my time fr, imma stay dangerous lil bitch, cuz
tellin' him, pounce these fuck niggas
Beat by my style while I jump in the crowd
You sippin' that lean-it, bad for my king Rollin' up sticky, my bitch is
I don't give a fuck whether you love it or not
That's all we got and if you throw it away
You dumb as OJ, off a forty
In your Izod, this the rap
sippin on no chaser, that's what we tell the waiter
You goddamn right, I'm a motherfucker player
So tell me how you want it
You riding? Get up on it
I
the hour, Claim your power, Walk with God now
Tell me what the future look like ya ya ya
Tell me what the future look like ya ya ya
Oh Ah
It's like every
why I'm still alive
Lil' Rob con trunamos since 95
Ain't no stopping me now
Lil' Rob is on the prowl
Don't ask me how cuz I don't have to explain it
take you off the map
Lil nigga
Yeen ain't gettin no money
Get the fuck up out the trap
Lil nigga
Then took a loss
Two hours later back in the trap
'em)
I'm scared to count my blessings 'cause I'm gettin' watched by my opps (foes)
But fuck it, Lethal Weapon, let it rip from out the top of the drop
niggas fucking up the rep
Ya'll playing with the set, it's really war round here
Shit I'm even having problems in the set
But I'm really from the set,
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