Lyrics:
So Ian worries if I'm passin
Exxept my time wont kome
Until I blow a fuxking gasket
Some niggas times do kome
Kuz they ain't livin what they rappin
cash move
Stressin I don't do no stressin
These niggas be flexin
When they be rappin
I'm not Not wit the actin
Raised around savages
My niggas do
dont like me
Momma dont approve
Dad say he cool
Trappin and rappin
Bitch fuck school
Bitch fuck school
Bitch fuck school
Trappin rappin
And bitch fuck
on my rise up
They wanna see my line cut
I'm gonna be rappin till I'm in a casket
I'll spit till my time's up
I'm feelin this beat, got me hyped up
This
Paper producing savages that settle average
If I don't make it rappin' im sorry momma I'm trappin'
If I don't make it rappin'
I'm hustlin'
You must be
jane man I don't know which one
Ain't really with the rappin don't be cappin talkin s*** son
Ruger or the Glock, get popped, n**** pick one
Man these lil
got to do,
I be rappin ima rock the room.
They can’t wait for me to pop, balloon,
Shawty said it’s either love or the money i said it’s funny that I got
highways, ridin down side streets,.
Slidin sideways, bumpin, fly beats,.
Runnin nicely, likely late,.<5 minutes>
Might be rappin, scrappin fate,.
Too fast,
This that 4th Quarter pressure
You niggas could never
Don’t gotta say much, the rappin’ Kawhi Leonard
Don’t matter who yal got, we know I’m a lot
tattooed (uh huh)
Cause when it comes to rappin, bitch, I'm most improved (most improved bitch)
(Pre Hook)
More music, yeah they need that shit today (uh
trust
When it comes to rappin on beats man don’t do buh for me it’s a must
The girl told me that she loves me,i said nahh I KNOW ITS LUST
The main ting
Stoplight red but we on go
My bitch got cocaine in her nose
I'm stackin' up a big bankroll
Ridin in first class coast to coast
Stop rappin bout' shit
been trappin'
Fuck all these bitches I swear that they past tense
This shit is therapy when I go rappin'
I clear the еnergy feel like a revеrend
This
Money movin' in and out, thank God for rappin'
I got big dreams and I'm trynna make it happen
I had big problems but I left 'em in the past tense
Moving
and how I gotta get it, I'm broke
So I be trapping out that gas, and I be rappin' at them shows
(Let's go)
Dorothy Danders
Every time Im on the scene
All I
about yours
Trapped in my mind, gotta lock them doors
Ask myself, "what you rappin' for?"
Told myself, "always wanted more"
Little brown kid coming
God's Fiddies in my hat
I got the track on the back of the track
And I worked through my struggles
Like I'm Das Cash with that cat
Yo, I'm rappin
trash punch you straight in your mata
Ain't no more time to go cry to your mama
Just time to get better I gotta
Rappin so good girls knocked out they
Gettin used to the mic and shit
YO
We rappin
It's Zen
We rappin the classics
Put that shit back in the plastic
Push Soul nigga
We rappin the classics
That boy better stop that rappin No
Give me a couple years they gone start screaming go
Tired of seeing tears from my loves ones
I'm On Goo
We gone
Every time that I roll the glock I'm my lap
Y'all sayin' y'all shottas but y'all really cap
How I be rappin' y'all cannot beat that
I'm rapping so
Everybody everybody claim they bout rappin
Everybody everybody claim they bout trappin
Everybody wanna claim that they bout action
Everybody wanna
Lil' bitch, I'm swaggin', what's happenin'?
Make yo' bitch disappear like magic
I'm just countin' all these
Racks off of rappin'
Fu-fu-fuckin' up
Top five dead or alive
I give a flying fuck
Yeah I′m only rappin trying to clean this dirty money up
Yeah Kenny out here getting it
He ain't gotta do
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