Man you niggahs got me upset, I done made a Hunnid bands, But I ain't up yet
Steady cryin bout a bitch boy get ya
Paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist try to rob I ain't goin for that
Uh, I call my nigga tell em meet me at the show,
I used to be broke, And now I watch the money grow
Say I sound the same in every song I gotta change the flow
I ain't never been a bitch, See a opp I let it blow, Uh, Money long so I extend the clip, Crack up in his system, I can sit and watch that nigga flip, Ain't wanna be a drug dealer, But I sold a zip, My bitch done f*cked another nigga, But I can't
Even trip, Uh, FTAs on my record, I ain't wanna go to court, Boy it's spin season, Killin everybody go to war, Brudda ask me for some money, I don't needa know what for, My nigga knockin' at my door, He say, My brother died, Swear to God I cried, I put a gun to my head
Cause I really wanna die, I saw his face up in my dreams, Told that nigga I really miss him, Woke up, Grabbed the Glock, Put it to my head, Pull that trigger
Man, you niggas got me upset, I done made a hunnid bands but I ain't up yet, Steady cryin' bout a bitch, boy get ya paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist, Try to rob, I ain't goin' for that,
Uh, I pulled the trigger but that shit had jammed, Fell down to my knees, Thanking' God, Cause he got a plan
Stay down til you come up on my mama that's my favorite sayin
I know I could've died, But I heard em say, he had my hand
My biggest fear was stayin' broke, Started rappin', Made a name, Bank account on overload
Went in bangin' blood, How you come out bangin' loc
Man, You niggas really pussy, We know all you niggas told, You niggas bitches homie, I'm poppin' pills to get the feeling, Cause my mind be roamin
I got these demons on my side, Boy, I ain't never lonely
My nigga locked up in that cell, He got convicted wrongly
But it is what it is, If you ain't talkin' money, I don't think that I can see it
I gotta ride around in the dark, Nigga, All my windows tinted
I ain't never been no bitch, Boy, All my niggas with it
Man you niggahs got me upset, I done made a Hunnid bands, But I ain't up yet
Steady cryin bout a bitch boy get yo
Paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist, Try to rob I ain't goin for that
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Man you niggahs got me upset, I done made a Hunnid bands, But I ain't up yet
Steady cryin bout a bitch boy get ya
Paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist try to rob I ain't goin for that
Uh, I call my nigga tell em meet me at the show,
I used to be broke, And now I watch the money grow
Say I sound the same in every song I gotta change the flow
I ain't never been a bitch, See a opp I let it blow, Uh, Money long so I extend the clip, Crack up in his system, I can sit and watch that nigga flip, Ain't wanna be a drug dealer, But I sold a zip, My bitch done f*cked another nigga, But I can't
Even trip, Uh, FTAs on my record, I ain't wanna go to court, Boy it's spin season, Killin everybody go to war, Brudda ask me for some money, I don't needa know what for, My nigga knockin' at my door, He say, My brother died, Swear to God I cried, I put a gun to my head
Cause I really wanna die, I saw his face up in my dreams, Told that nigga I really miss him, Woke up, Grabbed the Glock, Put it to my head, Pull that trigger
Man, you niggas got me upset, I done made a hunnid bands but I ain't up yet, Steady cryin' bout a bitch, boy get ya paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist, Try to rob, I ain't goin' for that,
Uh, I pulled the trigger but that shit had jammed, Fell down to my knees, Thanking' God, Cause he got a plan
Stay down til you come up on my mama that's my favorite sayin
I know I could've died, But I heard em say, he had my hand
My biggest fear was stayin' broke, Started rappin', Made a name, Bank account on overload
Went in bangin' blood, How you come out bangin' loc
Man, You niggas really pussy, We know all you niggas told, You niggas bitches homie, I'm poppin' pills to get the feeling, Cause my mind be roamin
I got these demons on my side, Boy, I ain't never lonely
My nigga locked up in that cell, He got convicted wrongly
But it is what it is, If you ain't talkin' money, I don't think that I can see it
I gotta ride around in the dark, Nigga, All my windows tinted
I ain't never been no bitch, Boy, All my niggas with it
Man you niggahs got me upset, I done made a Hunnid bands, But I ain't up yet
Steady cryin bout a bitch boy get yo
Paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist, Try to rob I ain't goin for that
Steady cryin bout a bitch boy get ya
Paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist try to rob I ain't goin for that
Uh, I call my nigga tell em meet me at the show,
I used to be broke, And now I watch the money grow
Say I sound the same in every song I gotta change the flow
I ain't never been a bitch, See a opp I let it blow, Uh, Money long so I extend the clip, Crack up in his system, I can sit and watch that nigga flip, Ain't wanna be a drug dealer, But I sold a zip, My bitch done f*cked another nigga, But I can't
Even trip, Uh, FTAs on my record, I ain't wanna go to court, Boy it's spin season, Killin everybody go to war, Brudda ask me for some money, I don't needa know what for, My nigga knockin' at my door, He say, My brother died, Swear to God I cried, I put a gun to my head
Cause I really wanna die, I saw his face up in my dreams, Told that nigga I really miss him, Woke up, Grabbed the Glock, Put it to my head, Pull that trigger
Man, you niggas got me upset, I done made a hunnid bands but I ain't up yet, Steady cryin' bout a bitch, boy get ya paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist, Try to rob, I ain't goin' for that,
Uh, I pulled the trigger but that shit had jammed, Fell down to my knees, Thanking' God, Cause he got a plan
Stay down til you come up on my mama that's my favorite sayin
I know I could've died, But I heard em say, he had my hand
My biggest fear was stayin' broke, Started rappin', Made a name, Bank account on overload
Went in bangin' blood, How you come out bangin' loc
Man, You niggas really pussy, We know all you niggas told, You niggas bitches homie, I'm poppin' pills to get the feeling, Cause my mind be roamin
I got these demons on my side, Boy, I ain't never lonely
My nigga locked up in that cell, He got convicted wrongly
But it is what it is, If you ain't talkin' money, I don't think that I can see it
I gotta ride around in the dark, Nigga, All my windows tinted
I ain't never been no bitch, Boy, All my niggas with it
Man you niggahs got me upset, I done made a Hunnid bands, But I ain't up yet
Steady cryin bout a bitch boy get yo
Paper stretched, I got two rollies on my wrist, Try to rob I ain't goin for that
Writer: Jason Jones
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