Lyrics:
small get the guts to grow tall
Is it all gall and betting on luck it's your call
We all fall but to keep getting up is no small task
So it seems what I
it’s money over fame (Cash)
Bro hit my line said “long time no see, we should grab food” told him pick a date (Soon Link Up!)
Told him if you bail [Bale]
somethin like that
We'll take it to the stars
Or we can pop bottles by the bar
Granted, I swear you wow us like that
And we could do something like that (do
the end is near
Batman bars round a nigga got the Gotham flow yeah you live in fear use to want a wifey by my side so I can tell her we made it here
the type to be getting high, Judge a book by its outer case
By its outer cover my girl and I could be cops
We constantly under covers, Thats a childish bar
lit
Run up on me wrong, I grab the glick
Got run up on by the cops
Straight hank, no Fetty Wap
N***a, this shit is so real
Peeps out here getting
get 'em up
High, we getting up
High, we getting up
High, we getting up
High
Open bars no liquor license, sober thoughts
The liver likens, to vintage
and Sparks, we running this rap shit
Chris and Neef, we running this rap shit
The takeover, the break's over nigga
God MC, me, Jay-Hova
Hey lil' soldier
overs
Saved up about a G homie told me to come over
Falt screens on the wall and Mason jars of killa
We had a couple mutual friends so we was kinda
ruler then battle with your people
Prison shitting cock up in my asshole ay (Ya)
I been here for a minute couple thousand days
Shit if I slip it in
me?
Lil Young Money killers
Cash Money gangstas
Slice a nigga up and put em in the freezer
Big money over here boy
You understand me?
From the turf
a damn thing funny"
Two thousand and thirteen shot
Common Sense and Ynot
Uac and Darian combined
We rock while you rot, no stress
Damn right, so legit
(So legit)
(So legit)
(So legit)
(So legit)
Don't panic, got something so big cause havoc
Got my mind on the money, we can have it
of the chapter
(It's over)
I'm getting paper to spend on my shorty
I don't trust a bitch if I feel like I need her
Then I snoop around call me doggy (Ah)
Bitches
another one with her
And I got one with me
Wanna gamble with her girl money
So I act like my pockets on empty
We did it big at the bar like four clubs
More
Getting bread over here that's a no brainer
We invest we don't flex we don't show paper
Rookie!
Say what? That's a no brainer
How you switch up
city second home you know the money thumbing
And the weekend very special cause it's Howard homecoming
It's my first time out and we ain't get to hit
Trayvon
Walking in the damn hood
Now I spit new bars over old beats
My flow heat, I got a hot head not cold feet
I roll leaf
Get higher than the bloody nose
do oh oh
She breakin records
Ain't no Guinness
I'm like
Aye
We grindin and fucking all over the bed
When she wantin it bad
She be textin emojis that
Now I'm you (I'm you, bitch)
'Cause my impression of you getting
Shot by the two
AHHHHHHHH (Du-du-du-du-du-du-du) now (Ay)
Yo bitch with me (Yo bitch
Now I'm you (I'm you, bitch)
'Cause my impression of you getting
Shot by the two
AHHHHHHHH (Du-du-du-du-du-du-du) now (Ay)
Yo bitch with me (Yo bitch
the nerve
Another nigga they say and classify
We want too much
My peep plus the whole nine is mine
Don't think I even double dutch
Here's a brother my
the nerve
Another nigga they say and classify
We want too much
My peep plus the whole nine is mine
Don't think I even double dutch
Here's a brother my
stay far away from the fakes
Remember days wasn't safe
Now we got thousands tucked in the safe
Target practice case you wanna come and see
I take
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