6:41 AM (feat. Greene$)
SauceGod SINSÉ
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When you get alot of money You gotta take the time to count that shit you know Don't trust machines, money counters all that shit Just take time when you count the money Beamer coupe cut off top only when it's sunny I be tryna tell her stop cause I know It's coming Birdies flock to the spot cuz the knots bugging & I can't stop thugging Most you niggas never drop nothing Cop something The smoke'll never make me stop clutching My older cousins been thugging since Bill wasn't Gliends call me up tryna cop something They tryna D me up But we don't stop pumping Niggas know we the reason Why the block jumping & I be thot fucking Basic bitches tryna long tongue it Dog shit on the bus coming Back tryna drag something Racing like a crash dummy Gotta keep a strap on me I can't feel you dawg They could never lil bro me Laughing at my past cause they didn't want me But she a bad lil bitch Gone and put the pussy on me I got quality i got wok Nigga rest in peace to Kobe In here by myself so can't nobody lean up on me Only trust inside myself because you know the streets get lonely Put my trust into this pape i put my trust into my brodies I don't trust these bitches man they'll do you grody on my brodie I'm the SauceGod nigga i'm the trending topic It's way too many niggas out here pocket watching I pray to God i'll never use the pocket rocket Rollie dancing on my wrist ain't no tiktoking Heavy ass rocks in my chain it got me gleaming up Weed hit my ass so hard it had me leaning up Bad bitch want me to slide but we ain't linking up Can't make up my mind cop a Lambo or a Bentley truck (I'll get em both) They f*ck with moves how I be sliding on em uh MJ moves how I be gliding on em huh That hoe think about me it hurt that pride on him huh My dawg washed his clothes he put that tide on him huh Yeah Bitch i'm a touch a mil I had to find myself before I found a deal My niggas bought a mansion out in AZ It's dues you gotta pay and this life ain't cheap This life ain't cheap man this life ain't fair Man we gon smoke alot of crud we gon put it in the air Man this life ain't cheap man this life ain't fair We gon smoke alot of crud we gon put it in the air I said this life ain't cheap (It's not cheap) She got long hair Pretty ass feet I said this life ain't what, yeah me & T Aye back to back we got what you need
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Written by: Hunter Greene, Torren McMillon
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