Yea
LilOne
Finesse Gang
Money Gang
Lotta gang shit
For real
Uh
Uh
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
30 in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don`t know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Uh
Got the devil on my back trynna have me selling weed again
If i take her to the crib we`ll probably never meet again
Got your girl all in her feelings she`ll probably never eat again
They don`t want to see us win
Kick the door in now i`m in
I was hustling getting it in
I had to lose a couple friends
I went and got up off my ass and when i did i made the rent
Ain't no nigga ever rob me i`ll pull your card you try that shit
All my ops know how i get
Just one nut that's all she get
On her butt or on her lips now she bonding with my kids
All her home girls trynna f*ck cause she told them about my dick
Won`t catch me beefing bout no bitch
Against all odds i`m standing here
Won`t catch me performing at no club if i can`t bring my gun in there
Hit my cup til nothing in there
Hit my blunt til i`m impaired
Heard he talking all that tough shit when we see you don`t be scared
If you really want a problem drop location and meet me there
I really got it out the mud like I just poured some bleach in here
Diamonds shining ear to ear
They use to doubt me i`m still here
Ain't no man I ever fear
Hoe switched up ain't dropping no tears
Styrofoam cups ain't drinking no beer
Nigga run up and he can get killed
Lawyer beat trial we ain't taking no deals
Remember long nights we was missing them meals
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
Thirty in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don't know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
30 in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don`t know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Finesse Gang
Money Gang
Lotta gang shit
Its Finesse Season nigga
For real
Uh
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Yea
LilOne
Finesse Gang
Money Gang
Lotta gang shit
For real
Uh
Uh
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
30 in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don`t know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Uh
Got the devil on my back trynna have me selling weed again
If i take her to the crib we`ll probably never meet again
Got your girl all in her feelings she`ll probably never eat again
They don`t want to see us win
Kick the door in now i`m in
I was hustling getting it in
I had to lose a couple friends
I went and got up off my ass and when i did i made the rent
Ain't no nigga ever rob me i`ll pull your card you try that shit
All my ops know how i get
Just one nut that's all she get
On her butt or on her lips now she bonding with my kids
All her home girls trynna f*ck cause she told them about my dick
Won`t catch me beefing bout no bitch
Against all odds i`m standing here
Won`t catch me performing at no club if i can`t bring my gun in there
Hit my cup til nothing in there
Hit my blunt til i`m impaired
Heard he talking all that tough shit when we see you don`t be scared
If you really want a problem drop location and meet me there
I really got it out the mud like I just poured some bleach in here
Diamonds shining ear to ear
They use to doubt me i`m still here
Ain't no man I ever fear
Hoe switched up ain't dropping no tears
Styrofoam cups ain't drinking no beer
Nigga run up and he can get killed
Lawyer beat trial we ain't taking no deals
Remember long nights we was missing them meals
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
Thirty in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don't know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
30 in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don`t know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Finesse Gang
Money Gang
Lotta gang shit
Its Finesse Season nigga
For real
Uh
LilOne
Finesse Gang
Money Gang
Lotta gang shit
For real
Uh
Uh
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
30 in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don`t know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Uh
Got the devil on my back trynna have me selling weed again
If i take her to the crib we`ll probably never meet again
Got your girl all in her feelings she`ll probably never eat again
They don`t want to see us win
Kick the door in now i`m in
I was hustling getting it in
I had to lose a couple friends
I went and got up off my ass and when i did i made the rent
Ain't no nigga ever rob me i`ll pull your card you try that shit
All my ops know how i get
Just one nut that's all she get
On her butt or on her lips now she bonding with my kids
All her home girls trynna f*ck cause she told them about my dick
Won`t catch me beefing bout no bitch
Against all odds i`m standing here
Won`t catch me performing at no club if i can`t bring my gun in there
Hit my cup til nothing in there
Hit my blunt til i`m impaired
Heard he talking all that tough shit when we see you don`t be scared
If you really want a problem drop location and meet me there
I really got it out the mud like I just poured some bleach in here
Diamonds shining ear to ear
They use to doubt me i`m still here
Ain't no man I ever fear
Hoe switched up ain't dropping no tears
Styrofoam cups ain't drinking no beer
Nigga run up and he can get killed
Lawyer beat trial we ain't taking no deals
Remember long nights we was missing them meals
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
Thirty in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don't know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Nigga I`m a boss i don`t owe nothing
First sign of smoke we gonna blow something
30 in the glock let him hold something
Police asking questions we don`t know nothing
Where was niggas at we ain't have nothing
Running in the streets took a toll on me
Had a little bitch but she turned on me
Heard he got packs we gonna move on him
Finesse Gang
Money Gang
Lotta gang shit
Its Finesse Season nigga
For real
Uh
Writer: fernando griffin jr.
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