Lyrics:
'bout who made the most but let's make a toast
'Cause a lot of niggas told and kept it on the low (oh yeah)
I was self made, nigga, never won a vote (oh
overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that LOUD
Gold tooth shine like TA-DOW!
Biggie Smalls the illest and how
Phrase raise your eyebrow
By now you
grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at Just' wake
It's sickenin', he just finished bidding' upstate
And now the projects is talkin'
recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin'
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my
recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin'
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my
faster than
It's predecessor however
It still consumes a lot of energy: 2265
KwH it's users are still testing it
Market capitalization
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south Memphis mane I chopped
Em at the wig shop
Im mo south Memphis must have
Problem with Lord Infamous chorus
(Project Pat) im mo north Memphis than
Verse
Meet Kentuckiana jones
Mr bad to the bone
Ain’t you happy I’m home
I happily roamed
With Nappy it’s known
We’re taking every city by storm
Im
bitch I got they got a bag
Bet your bitches make it hard to brag
Pardon partna that's the part they pat your pockets
Don't you pop off like you popping
rock
Threw it off my project roof, saw red dots
Kanye, shine a light on my Wallabees
You can have a good time with G.O.D
Shake that body, party that bod
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over
Now I'm known by the masses
'Cause I've grown to make them smashes
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it
he the trapper of the year (he the trapper of the year)
I got bitches, make 'em do it by they self (I got bitches, make 'em do it by they self)
While
Slam Dunk Count It
Nigga gettin to the hole wit that Eurostep Count It
Thats a pay check Count It
All cash Count It
Cashapp Count It
I take all that
niggas in the hood so they can do the dirty
And you really lucky nowadays if you make it thirty
Putting holes on a nigga chest just like a Jersey
lived in the ghetto)...or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs, and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to play me I won't have it
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
Gucci to death, I'm really a gang by myself (Gucci gang)
Feelin' myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt (it's Gucci)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
amazing
All I see is gel and weave she bob her head while the bass hit
How it goes in the gutta when you raised in the projects
Oh you a walking bankroll
B.Geezy
It's cool whoa I'm waitin' to see my nigga L.Teezy
No bullshittin' I fuck bitches by the pack
Hoes be wishin' to watch t.v's in the Expedition
don't make money then it's just a bad day
Got a lot on my mind but that shit don't even matter
All day, going up, and my pockets got fatter
I make music
a different cloth
You could tell by the genes
Fuck the glitters and the gleams
You think it’s all love
But everything ain’t what it seems
You could find out
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