Fourty - Gone N 60 Lyrics

A nigga rapping like running out of time
Tryna stack a million, while they tryna take mine
Nigga I ain't saying nothing
Nigga I ain't saying nothing
Flip a nickel to a quarter, f*ck a dime
Tryna make a mission my nigga I'm on the grind
Now they ain't saying nothing
Now they ain't saying nothing
They say when you young you want shit that you can't have
So me, I went right to the mall and straight grabbed
Everything I wanna get, gifts of expensive shit
Dreams of things a nigga couldn't even imagine
They saying I aint got it, nigga writing been a passion
You old nonsense niggas, just thinking it's fashion
Wonder why youngn's in the game straight blasting
I told momma buckle up her seat straight fasten
Way the coupe get up a hundred mile wild dashing
Reflecting on the view, every time I get with you
Been tryna change my ways, guess I'm needing something new
Baby tell me what it is, I'm a tell you what to do
You know I can't stay too long, I gotta go
So hit me when you play this song on ya radio
These niggas acting shady bro, tryna take my gravy though
Saying I can't hang wit em, keep my hammer close
Tryna stay fresh before they take me out the game
Tryna take my momma all away from the pain
What do you blame, when it comes from a gain
Keep some weed smoke mane, just to stay sane
I don't even know who to trust no mo
I don't even know who to trust no mo
Niggas got sweet tooths for guns and smoke
Niggas got sweet tooths for guns and smoke
I said I don't even know who to trust no mo
I don't even know who to trust no mo
Niggas got sweet tooths for guns and smoke
Hopefully i miss this case before the rope