Kyd Money - Bossed Up Lyrics

I'm Rossed up
All my homies be telling me nigga bossed up
Yeah, I'm bossed up
(K.M)
Yeah, seen me on TV feels so blessed to be me
So much success that I work hard I'm never sleepy
I want the money busy working all around the nations
When bitches see me fascination pon God's creation
(Haha)
I put the hard in hard working
Bossing up so hard that the hard had to stop working
Whipping in the whip that the 'Rari had to start skirting (Skrrt-Skrrt)
Looking for perfection well I'm sorry baby no ones perfect (Nope)
Rubbing on her ass
Yeah the Mrs caught me tailgating
Smoking to my last
The galaxies is where I'm baby making
I know that she hating
Tell yo bitch man why she hating
Texting on my ex and ask that bitch like why she hating
Hold up (Wait)
Said I'm bossed up I work after hours (Yeah)
Turned courageous niggas into straight cowards
Been killing niggas like I'm Michael Myers
If she really bad she get about an hour
Don't like to f*ck when I'm in the shower
Go ghost on niggas like I'm Hardwick
Very thankful never seen my Dad split
Seen two five I gotta bad bitch
Green eyes above average
Smoke money tree then I bag it
Then I take it home then I stack it
She ask me questions like
Kyd how you do it?
Tell her face down put ya back into it
Seen 'shawty stressing 'shawty going through it
It's a mean job but someone gotta do it
Yeah yeah yeah
If I'm sprinting then I'm chasing bands
Choosing to embrace never ever running from my fans
Thinking of a mil but for now I'll grab a 'hunnid bands
Invested like a mug now my money make a 'hunnid bands (Yeah)
Uh, mistake my cockiness for optimism
I'm outside thinking while ya mind is busy stuck in prison
I'm on a mission cause a nigga got too many visions
You interrupt I kill ya heart leave it with many lesions
Yeah
Said I been gone for many seasons
Prepping for my future tell yo bitch to go and mind her business
Bitches want attention leave the house showing all they features
Reading off yo body but yo mouth is giving mixed signals
Hearing that they hating flip a finger yeah that's how I feel
Chilling with some soldiers if they shoot then they gonna kill
I ain't really slept cause I'm 'tryna make a years worth
The way that I been moving I can see a couple years worth
Mile in my shoes guarantee that yo feet hurt
Rushing to conclusions now you wishing you could reverse
Money steady going but I always watch it revert
Play another single that bitch hotter then a summer
(Yeah!)
Real niggas speaking that 'benjamese
Money getting bigger fake friends becoming ya enemies
Leave me in a war I leave the war with first degree
Money equal power them hoes gather assembly
Sleeping on my haters but I always get some head first (Wet Wet)
Business is my pleasure making sure that money cum first (Come here!)
I know that she love me I don't have to check if she certain
Meet me in the room half naked baby that's closed curtains
Talking all that shit
Get yo head split wit the stick
Money like 'em thick
Watch her do the split on the dick
I'm just getting rich
Money well spent caught a lick
Young nigga with the shits
Pop a nigga quick and take his bitch
Stunting on you niggas
Uh hu yeah I know you mad
Blowing in the wind
Fake niggas blowing like grocery bags
Shawty tell me baby I'm proud a you
You bossed up
I'm living like a boss
I tell her baby I'm Rossed up
(Yeah)
I'm Rossed up
All my homies be telling me nigga bossed up
Yeah
I'm bossed up