BARZ! - Cash Money Tempo Lyrics

Tacoma boys for the win
You came to the party with a joint full of trim
Got a poisonous pen
Watch the way I write 'em off
Wouldn't give me the time of day
Now I ain't got no time to talk
Got my SoundCloud starter kit
Now I guess I gotta go buy a watch
Diamond cross, find some thots, tattoo 69 across
My muthaf*ckin' face & be a rapist
Get online and cause a bunch of shit
With Bloods & Crips then try to hide behind the cops
I roll the dice because I like the odds
Take what you love and treat it like a job
I don't take losses, they lessons, f*ck all the minor costs
But takin' food off my table, that'll get you outlined in chalk
Final thought, now all these rappers just wanna bite it, stop
They lie a lot, you got me screwed up bitch I ain't Michael Watts
Buy a slot, nobody give a f*ck bout them likes you bought
And I ain't payin' Fatboy SSE to say this rhyme is hot
I smoke the whole car ride, better crack a window
This'll melt ya harddrive, it ain't accidental
Yeah, I get it, smart guy, you can rap a little
Till I set the bar high like we bad at limbo
How you gonna tell me I ain't worth 8 mill?
Cuz I don't pop molly, sip syrup, take pills?
Bitch, I'm grindin' hard, while you at the workplace still
I'm gettin' money under the table, earthquake drill

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Rack me out, bitch, I take Paypal or Venmo

I think I found my tempo