Lyrics:
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
something if you dont like what im sayin
Keep it to yourself but i still got hoes Gettin krunk with it
(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE
it too
I got used to chopping pots and pans like soup
Money never fit unless my pants hella loose
Only real niggas, no hoes around me
Only real niggas,
now so I don't die
Uh, don't die
Cuz we're never gonna know
If we don't try
And I ain't fucking with no hoes
I found my bride
And I hope everybody knows
trying to cop it like constables
I got more than seven continents
Copying my content though
And you're content in your mama's home
Soon I been out by my
that I'm in the clouds
Heavy head that wears the crown
And so much seems required now
No limit got no degree
Underrate my nominee
All these people still
I'm tryin' to go to church
Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See my hoes, TWERK!
See bad girls be at the strip club
Good girls,
My bitch need a brand new bag by the way
You do what you can and i'll be doing my thing
I put that dick up in her belly got her running away
I fuck
Soons a bitch tell me scream i am not like them other girls i got to go
Didnt get no pics no money no mail from you hoes so i got to go
Nigga you
sick of me
Ion want these hoes round me
Yeah I'm up by the hundreds but they lately they hatin I promise ain't telling them shit
I just got word from
If young Freeway don't trust you, I'm gon' murk ya
I told my homie I'll be back, I got some hoes that tryna see me
I'll be double cupping,
beg favors, you're kissing other people's (ass)
I write and produce myself just as fast
Keep my hair like this, got no time for Jheri curls
beg favors, you're kissing other people's (ass)
I write and produce myself just as fast
Keep my hair like this, got no time for Jheri curls
dreams
Coi Leray on my mind, boy it ain't nothing I can't achieve
Ironic how I got hot as fuck in these streets without a degree
So much shit on my plate,
want her, she got the Rona
Told her to stay six feet back
Wait DR!P, let her stay with me
Ballin' hard, that's first degree
Niggas know that I'm with it,
Zone six
I got money that I saved then I'm back on road
Get my jewelry out the safe 'cause I'm back on road
I still do these hoes the same when
respect for all the old hoes (yeah)
Rode my dick when I was nothin' (rode my dick when I was nothin')
Got some money, now I'm fuckin' twin sisters, mamas,
the flow on you hoes for no reason,
Ice cold, got these bitches freezin
Psycho, little bit deceiving
Still i always be appealing
Back to back to back i snap
rise
There’s obstacles that I got by
That was miles high but I can fly
Hold up
I crept in on the low key
What’s my name, you know me
It’s the shit I do
the torch
I did it on my own
I got it on my own
I told you play your part
And you will be alright
Fuck first
I need a art degree
How I'll get you gone
Big
the chair and then I break out the kush
I hope she like banana, 'cause I got that Fruit by the Foot
Now, she say she love me, well, I love her when
This is my story, yeah, I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
What I learned from across the years
It’s just me by myself trynna make the bills
Had peeps by my side but they were all impatient
Didn’t wait enough
Shit you not wrong you zero degree centigrade
Go on solve the maze
The stars lay above me
I'm one hundred degree heavyweight
Temp jump up when
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