Lyrics:
Smokin all this dope
Sellin all these bitches hope
Got these niggaz in these feelings
Cause they fuckin broke
I'm just getting to the bag
Gettin
Grew up sellin dope
We was sellin dope
Re-up in the coat
We got different goals
Nigga money all i know
Worth my weight in gold
Bussed the wrist down
Sorry mama my insomnias been gettin worse
Sorry dad I had to start rapping and sellin work
Had to scrape it out the mud nails caked with dirt
Dreams
Back in the motha fuckin' booth man
Chronic & Cognac
Yea yea yea yea
I ain't never had nobody show me the ropes
So I got it own & started sellin
me it's street dreams
I had some dope boy dreams
Sellin' to dope boy fiends
I had some dope boy dreams
Sellin' to dope boy fiends
'Cuz I had a thought
sellin' this dope like I ain't got none else to do
Outchyea gettin' this doe like I ain't got none else to do
Bae tellin' me to kome home like I ain't got
How they lyin on my name when all I do is stay true
Ridin' in a 300 bitch this ain't no lac
The way we sellin' records neighbors think we sellin
Money tonight
I'm sellin off white
Just look towards the light
They tell me I'm fine
Money tonight
I'm sellin off white
Just look towards
He grew up sellin weed
Got caught up in the streets
One day he gonna be
He said he wanna be a G
Hit penitentiary, a year after 23
Aint give a fuck
She's sellin' me a million dollar dream
Promisin' a million finer things
Hoping for a color diamond ring
She just see's the dollar signs in me
She
this for the money, i don't give a fuck 'bout fame
I 'member sellin dope in school yards
Now I'm makin bank man who knew, yea
Momma left us, grindin
2 Lil broads
I just put em both on a poster
Ain’t no sellin out
You ain’t tryna work
Well then it’s over
These ain’t tylenol
Whatever she popped is
Runnin
Runnin
Runnin
Run run run run run
Runnin around tryna get to the bag
Uber the whip sellin weed out the back
Only hit me for a ounce or a half
in return, could never be me (Could never be me)
Sellin' my soul for fame nigga, could never be me (Could never be me)
Could never be me (Could never
up
Now bitch I'm the plug not no Malcolm da middle
Started sellin drugs when I was in middle
Grew up around thugs, drug dealers and killers foreal
If
I was just a youngin' sellin' like a boat (Like a boat)
Started off by movin' weight like Po (Like I'm Po)
And no, I do not peep hoes (Nope), but my
You be goin out n sellin tens boy you a crash dummie
She do what I say if I say crash den she gon crash for me
Runnin outta chicken bust the safe n
When I sign that piece uh paper, my whole team is finna shine
All this work is payin' off, I blow this backwood in the sky
Sellin' grams right after
what my mind it be tellin' me
They cannot fuck my melody yuh
I cannot buy what they sellin' me yuh
Knowin' that I been down a lot lot
Tell 'em that I'm
Know some lil thotties that live down on Bissonett
Knowing they some freaks
But they sellin it on internet
Never pay for play
But they play me when
pricks
Sellin all them bricks
Come down and shop real quick
Shawty bad
She a thick bitch
Puni super slick
Sick clit
Apple bottom jeans
In that G6
Bitch mix
soda black
Made like twenty k from round the way came up sellin crack
I jus made a play from down the way I'm bouta get a stack
Ridin hot as hell up
sellin smacks
I got hard and soft
Police tryna catch me servin junkies but I got em off
Diamonds flickin on my neck
Got me shinin dawg
Yellow gold all
yeah
Never sellin' out yeah
Only sellin' me yeah yeah yeah
Check up on him yeah your mans he lookin' dusty now
Yeah that shiny armor lookin' kinda rusty
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