F*ck a Friendship cuz you niggas hatin
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
Got my money long, now what you niggas gone say bout me
I always kept that strong and all my Life I kept it solid
I got some money now, so I know niggas plot on Robbin
I got something for that shit, It ain't no pocket rocket
Don't be playin wit yo life cuz Ima pop ya noggin
Got some killers to the Right, and they right beside me
When you make it out the struggle you can pop ya collar
I'm making alot now I used to get paid by the Hour
I seen my cousin snort a Pill, I thought it was some Powder
I got finessed on the weed, I thought that shit was some sour
It was only 20 dollars so a nigga threw it
Sike, it was only 20 dollars so a nigga blew it
F*ck a Friendship cuz you niggas hatin
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
That struggle made me who I am, that struggle turned me to the man
I used to work Hard for them bands, now I just turn up for them Bands
I was up in college hungry, I was hurting like a damn
Started sellin weed and told them bitches chirp when you want Grams
Came from the struggle and it made me who I am
Came from the struggle and it turned me to the man
I play the music, let you play the Pots and Pans
You could get rich, but ya wrist ain't worth a Damn
I just sit count up and Laugh
All the times that we done had
It was times we didn't have
But that shit wasn't always Bad
Smokin weed like a Cig, I take a Drag
I had to Grind to get this shit, I bussed my Ass
F*ck a Friendship cuz you niggas hatin
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
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F*ck a Friendship cuz you niggas hatin
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
Got my money long, now what you niggas gone say bout me
I always kept that strong and all my Life I kept it solid
I got some money now, so I know niggas plot on Robbin
I got something for that shit, It ain't no pocket rocket
Don't be playin wit yo life cuz Ima pop ya noggin
Got some killers to the Right, and they right beside me
When you make it out the struggle you can pop ya collar
I'm making alot now I used to get paid by the Hour
I seen my cousin snort a Pill, I thought it was some Powder
I got finessed on the weed, I thought that shit was some sour
It was only 20 dollars so a nigga threw it
Sike, it was only 20 dollars so a nigga blew it
F*ck a Friendship cuz you niggas hatin
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
That struggle made me who I am, that struggle turned me to the man
I used to work Hard for them bands, now I just turn up for them Bands
I was up in college hungry, I was hurting like a damn
Started sellin weed and told them bitches chirp when you want Grams
Came from the struggle and it made me who I am
Came from the struggle and it turned me to the man
I play the music, let you play the Pots and Pans
You could get rich, but ya wrist ain't worth a Damn
I just sit count up and Laugh
All the times that we done had
It was times we didn't have
But that shit wasn't always Bad
Smokin weed like a Cig, I take a Drag
I had to Grind to get this shit, I bussed my Ass
F*ck a Friendship cuz you niggas hatin
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
Got my money long, now what you niggas gone say bout me
I always kept that strong and all my Life I kept it solid
I got some money now, so I know niggas plot on Robbin
I got something for that shit, It ain't no pocket rocket
Don't be playin wit yo life cuz Ima pop ya noggin
Got some killers to the Right, and they right beside me
When you make it out the struggle you can pop ya collar
I'm making alot now I used to get paid by the Hour
I seen my cousin snort a Pill, I thought it was some Powder
I got finessed on the weed, I thought that shit was some sour
It was only 20 dollars so a nigga threw it
Sike, it was only 20 dollars so a nigga blew it
F*ck a Friendship cuz you niggas hatin
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
That struggle made me who I am, that struggle turned me to the man
I used to work Hard for them bands, now I just turn up for them Bands
I was up in college hungry, I was hurting like a damn
Started sellin weed and told them bitches chirp when you want Grams
Came from the struggle and it made me who I am
Came from the struggle and it turned me to the man
I play the music, let you play the Pots and Pans
You could get rich, but ya wrist ain't worth a Damn
I just sit count up and Laugh
All the times that we done had
It was times we didn't have
But that shit wasn't always Bad
Smokin weed like a Cig, I take a Drag
I had to Grind to get this shit, I bussed my Ass
F*ck a Friendship cuz you niggas hatin
I thought you'd be Happy that a Nigga made it
Shootin dice, pimpin Hoes, you'd think we'd been to Vegas
Baby got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
Chopsticks all in the car, but we not eating Hibachi
I aint playin wit a Nigga, that stick right beside me
Writer: Harry Hendricks, III
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