Intro (Wwyd) Video (MV)

Twano got the recipe
What would you do
For somebody you love
I done turned so cold
Showing feelings is tough
I been riding round dirty
With my stick In the trunk
I been gettin to this cash
But it's never enough
Transaction approved
Man that shit made me smile
Been through my trials
And I got plenty to go
Had to cut a couple hoes
They couldn't play they role
I gotta bad thang with me
She gon roll up the smoke
I swear the head so mean
Took control of my soul
I just made a couple dollars
Finna cop me a pole
I fall asleep at red lights
You know I be on the Road
I'm lowkey with this paper
Like it's money I stole
F*ck a co-sign
I might not even take a deal
My lil nigga 17
And he already poppin pills
Said he might just be addicted
But he love how it feel
Don't you tell me that you love Me
Just stay keepin it real
Brought a Plate for the team
We just cheffed the whole meal
Too much ice in my cup
I got the drip and spilled
I invested in myself
Give a f*ck bout the bill
I just found a new plug
Got me poppin em Seals
Clutchin on my tooly
Like I'm ready to kill
Niggas talkin crazy
Let they cap get peeled
Blood get spilled
Every day in the field
Ice on my neck
This jewelry giving me chills
Life time full of betrayal
Niggas mold like play dough
Ain't no other feelin
Like when they tell you
The Case closed
Ain't nobody sleepin over
Never trust these hoes
My momma stressing bout these bills
She just need need more dough
What would you do
For somebody you love
I done turned so cold
Showing feelings is tough
I been riding round dirty
With my stick In the trunk
I been gettin to this cash
But it's never enough
What would you do
For somebody you love
I done turned so cold
Like showing feelings is tough
I been riding round dirty
With my stick In the trunk
I been gettin to this cash
But it's never enough
When it come down to it
Nigga who do you trust ?
Late night
I'm in the street
It's like it give me a rush
When niggas first touch paper
Get to f*ckin it up
When I first got some paper
Started putting shit up
She told me drill it from
The back
Cuz she like gettin it rough
Give a f*ck about a army
You can still get touched
I see you flexin wit them
Guns but you is not that tough
And when the pressure get hot
I blow fumes no puffs
It's been over for a year
I still feel
Them cuffs
I know I risk a lot of freedom
Just to get these bucks
I can't be tyin down no bitches
I don't got no cuffs
But if we f*ckin with each other
Just don't do too much
I'll Never miss the old me
People swear they know me
Niggas say they friends
But I know they really phony
Know a few niggas doin Bad
That still owe me
Postin on the gram
They be going Live on sobe
Made a couple dollars
Off these scams
As a middle man
Everybody eats
Get the bread
Split the dividends
She told me f*ck the money
Just keep f*ckin her right
Drop that check at 4 oclock
And we gon get it tonight
Throw it back for me
While I'm counting this Cash
I know I did a couple things
But it's all in the past
Can't nobody get between us
But this money in bags
I gotta get it while it's here
I know this shit don't last
What would you do
For somebody you love
I done turned so cold
Showing feelings is tough
I been riding round dirty
With my stick In the trunk
I been gettin to this cash
But it's never enough
What would you do
For somebody you love
I done turned so cold
Showing feelings is tough
I been riding round dirty
With my stick In the trunk
I been gettin to this cash
But it's never enough