Lyrics:
Pull 'em, pull 'em, bouncing, pull 'em
Got em by they neck
They gotta pay the ransom
Pay me, pay me, pay me up, pay me
All these bitches like to
Tell me
wise by the beat still fie in the streets but I'm learning my patience
Understanding a understatement when you don't know whoever you painting
Used
Cannons
I be Wilding wilding
Twin glocks need the pipe
Call em kendall Kylie
Work the block
Jerk the ops
They can't get behind me
Bitch I'm Ike
I don't fuck with it
And I'm up, bitch, don't make me upset
Huh, you actin' ugly, God don't like that
Some nights I used to feel like God didn't
The way I used to be
With no love for these niggas
Cause they ain't got love for me, yeah
Yo I don't go to church much but I need him a lot
and they telling
Living too big i don't see these haters they got me feeling like Ray Charles
Used to break down that pure cocaine let em hit it one time
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin'
Just throw your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just don't care
want
Cause I'mma be rich! Yeah I'mma be rich, uhh
When you make that money boy they say don't you forget 'em
When you make that money boy they say
Shawty, we pick em up in my city, we pick em up
Nig y'ah, y'ah, y'ah
I like my women built like big block candy bars
Six stars for the hustle that they
don’t know
Have you ever heard anything
In the press where they’re trying to make me
Look stupid? You know what I’m saying
Like I’m actually stupid
definitions you'll find
With some repetitions and time, you're bound to catch on
But those who don't are getting beat by the beast like Gaston
And lyrically
changed dude
They don't make'em
Like us
I been feeling like and alien
Like a native of the way beyond
They been tryna bring me down to earth
But I keep
And then we gon' shut 'em down, open up shop
First we had 'em like, "Oh", now they like, "No"
What, baby, that's how Ruff Ryders roll (Clue)
My dawgs gon'
Hey! I went to school with them pussy ass niggas
They ain’t worth shit,
Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin’ in
that fucked up ass
shut 'em up
They say I'm Hollywood
They think that I'm too good
Just handling my business
Where I'm livin', it really don't make a difference
Yeah, they
Ah yeah
It’s been a long while
I think I need to shut ‘em up
Yeah they talkin’ too much
I need to shut ‘em up
I don’t listen to the rumors
I just
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
dun caught you
Now to get loose
You dun turns foe
Now forget you
Cuz em threats don't hit like they used to
Honestly you leaving be some good news
Don't
stackin’ my weight by the pound
(By the pound pound pound)
And that’s facts I like to brag (Yeah)
Right after this session imma pop a couple tags (Yeah)
They
gangbangers, they relate
When I pull up, it's a murder
When I pull up, it's a murder
Yeah, yeah, ride by, kill 'em like a drive-by
Ride by, kill 'em like
Cause I'ma be rich! yeah I'ma be rich, uhh
When you make that money boy
They say don't you forget 'em
When you make that money boy
They say don't you
Dressed in all black, they still know it's me (they still know it's me)
Used to have no options, I can't pick or choose
Two yellow Lambos look like
[Intro]
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, wha**up?
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what?
(Put 'em on, put 'em on,
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