Lyrics:
dad owns the company
We had a pretty good night
It was time to go home
She said, call me
And gave me her iphone
(Trust fund love)
I've got my one
spittin', son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty guns
And I love all of 'em the same, bang-bang (Word up)
Damn, baby
spittin', son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty guns
And I love all of 'em the same, bang-bang (word up)
Damn, baby
For these mean streets from Cali to New York
Who could ya trust? Niggaz they do talk
Running from the feds and out of state troopers
Look up
and mash.
How do you manage? Paranoid, don't even trust my boys.
Watch for them plots and deploys, envoys, scopin
Like a dope fiend, when I'm smoked in
Of what dreams can do
Give God his due
So i trust my moves
You can never fight the vibration
We got good energy here
Tell the devil take a vacation
We gone
All dem care is trends and di fans
And Mr. Politician haffi sidung pon him office
And a squander whole heap a publc funds
You tell yourself seh you have
their sleeves
Live in the south, you might bleed
Don't claim that you trap
When you only shift weed
You niggas, suspicious
Like Office, that's Creed
Ain't
as a father (baba bleu)
Dem say opportunity na for who get the funds to sharply japa (run am)
But me I go make mad cheese even if na to put skeleton for drawer
Back ballin...
Yea i was down for a minute - they try to black ball me
Now a real nigga back up - shawty back off me
Ain't too many niggas i trust -
snakes don’t hiss
What the fuck is this
Gotta stock magazine
These days I don’t trust
I keep chasing funds
Nothing personal
Undercover envy
Damn your
on my ones
I took my feelings out this shit and put my trust in my funds
Tat my dead homie on my sleeve
Don't need glasses, see what I see
Told me
understand
If they'd get off there ass and mash
How do you manage?
Paranoid, don't even trust my boyz
Watch for the plot and delays envoys
Scopin' like
one to talk to but these trust fund drunks
Should have brought a chaperon
Kick I'd love to help you but I just don't count
Friendship makes you
And shawty wanna ride
But guaranteed ima be safer with the funds inside
If you aint get that line Im talking money in the safe
And they cant crack the code
Raekwon with the a jook
The way I cook ciphers
A Broward county don
Dynas Olujawon number one
When Draz constructs drums
We add to the trust funds
Dad
looking up
Its Filling up uh
I'm talking safes
I'm at the bank
I need that trust fund
She say she love me
Tell her fuck it
That's just lust huh
I run it
yo ass roach of a rette'
Yah Yah
Ask me for money
This goes for my day ones
Don't ask me for nothing
Just trust in in yo hedge funds
Yo bitch doin' bed
on my level
Ain't got a role model or idol who don't talk with the devil
You feel me
Why'd I never get the funds
What the fuck I had to do
Always wanna be
ay
Check the numbers boy
I'm scoring numbers boy
I'm doing numbers boy
Ain't no loverboy
I ain't cuffing one
I ain't saving none
I just need the funds
their whispers there's
Too much drama in the office trust when I'm off this
Catch me walkin' bumpin rakim loud holding boxes
The main boss is telling me
Its makin' em' nauseous how I run the office
Just send em' in
Look out for losses when you report them profits
Go finish it
Look out for losses when you
he did it all for charity
He's filling his coffers from the enemy
And that old man won't lighten up his fees
Don't trust him, don't believe him, what
so I don't deal with nonsense
No love for Sixers but trust in the process
Making a stu from my used to be office
Dreams do come true if you keep
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