Lyrics:
you ready my bro?
Let's take over the globe, woah
What's the move?
We trying to get this shit jumping right outta the gate
Ain't nothing to lose
I'm
don't pack a nine millimeter
Most a y'all gangsta rappers ain't hardcore neither
Whoever get mad, then I'm talkin' 'bout you
Claim you fear no man, but
even if it ain't quick hey
Hey mama, whatchu talkin’ bout?
Where we gonna live if it ain't the J now hey
Nothing was ever the same and everyday we here
the sauce I ain't talkin' bout soy
Stackin’ these chips ain't talkin' ahoy
You cannot say Drey and forget the boi
That bih she wan' play wit my shit like
off my mind
Said they might think I'm wasting time
I just can't get you off my mind
You ain't gotta worry bout nothing
Babygirl you know that I ain't
fucking anybody, you'll give that pussy to just about everybody
Goofy lil' bitch probably got plenty bodies
Cuffing that bitch, hell nah, I ain't 'bout it
She ain't pleasing me right
You ain't pleasing me right Im feeling outta sight
I thought you was wit it but you been showing no life
Yo water ain't
yeah
Niggas all bout the chit chat I promise I ain’t into that yeah
I need money I’m committed to the hustle you ain’t even gotta ask yeah
I need money I
the bag for nothing, if I leave then I'm back with something
I double the stats and money
I need a bag a day, I cannot chat today
You ain't talking bout
catch up
How bout you go get your bread up
Cuz having all that drip ain’t gon do shit but get you wet up
By a, hating ass nigga who wasn’t raised to know
the city red
I ain't playin' bout my chips
I'ma paint the city red for my respect around this bitch
If the shoe fit, you ain't give me nothing for my plate
Yeah I pray to God I so tripping by the night
Fuck a cop we ain't worried bout the light
I hope that my days be this way I don't work like a slave hit my
like
Basking in the Moonlight
Gotta remove the pressure (Pressure)
I am a mood forever (Ever)
Ain't nothing new I'm special
Catch a W for effort Aye)
and mind
Alive for a short time and dead
By the end of the rhyme
I'm back and in fact
Do you know where you are?
Motherfucker we 'bout to break your neck
the odds it feels like I been cursed by god
Who else gonna put us on when they ain't workin' just as hard
They say "Why you gotta act like that?" but I
nothing brah
They don’t get it
I don’t give a damn 'bout your bitch or that Magnum
I can do that shit
By pistol whippin' bitch
But I rather have you crushed
you lurking
I been working
'Cause I'm 'bout my shit, like this, so what
Ain't nothing here for us to discuss
Down in the mix, I stay in the cut
Been
don't know her
And I need you by my side I don't need nothing more
Look
I just need your love I just need your love
I just need your love , I just need
the same and I'm never gone lie
Please don't tell me nothing baby don't cry
When I with you baby all by my side
She hit my phone what we doing tonight
I'm
to the throne,
That's why our love is strong,
And you ain't ever gotta worry 'bout me doing wrong,
Just long as you come back home
'cause this where you suppose
these niggas, I won't change for nothing
Fuck up a pack, I know about it
Shootout with that strap, I can tell you 'bout it
Run up a check and I get
on me
(you ain't know)
Bout to shut it down
You know I don't do talkin (how I roll)
I been told
(I ain't shit)
I been told
(I ain't fit)
I don't hold
don't care
You can't tell me nothing, I'm clutching on Glock 27
You can't walk up on me I don't want you standing in my square
Ain't paranoid nigga I'm
that don't do something for me
The way you kiss, the way you cry,
The way you move when you walk by
There ain't nothing 'bout you (there ain't nothing
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