Once again my nigga you know it's on
Goodie on the beat and I'm right on the microphone
Game never told my nigga you know it's sold and
Lunch ain't ever free especially when you grown
Get paid young nigga start a bidness mind ya own
Pay yo f*ckin bills put some food on the stove
Ain't no tricking on these hoes
Betta be takin care of yo home
If yo niggas ain't up with you
You ain't really on
Talkin that good shit but yo word ain't yo bond
Yo shit looking shakey like a stripper on the pole
This shit is all chess and you playin like a pawn
I'm the young boy from fresh
Gotta plan up my arm
Keeping my grass cut ain't no snakes on my lawn
Any rats in the building get a taste of my palm
They talk to the long arm
Got niggas behind bars
That's sposed to be y'all dawgs
But runnin mouths off
Y'all niggas is all frauds
Got lost in the mild sauce
Go sip on some pine sol
Lay back and die slow
What happened to high lows
It's supposed to be hard roads
But niggas forgot roles
And raps is all flows
Sheeps in wolves clothes
Draped in fools gold
Actin like real niggas
But done got exposed
Talkin that trill shit
But fake like press ons
Asked yo bitch and you said it was all cool
My nigga what's really good
Feast on what food
Yo hustle do not move
Get one thing understand
You ain't on this level with raps or money getting
I'm sick of you funny niggas
Ol smart ass dummy nigga
But back to program bow for no man
If this was 05' they'd call me the snowman
I'm here for yo motivation
Don't care bout no nigga hating
You lacking the vision baby
Get back on yo grizzy heavy
You feeling me
But you can get caught
Know what you sellin
Know what you bought
Let ya paper nigga
Yeen gotta floss
Them boys on the watch and they tryna get yo clock
Know what I'm sayin ahh
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Once again my nigga you know it's on
Goodie on the beat and I'm right on the microphone
Game never told my nigga you know it's sold and
Lunch ain't ever free especially when you grown
Get paid young nigga start a bidness mind ya own
Pay yo f*ckin bills put some food on the stove
Ain't no tricking on these hoes
Betta be takin care of yo home
If yo niggas ain't up with you
You ain't really on
Talkin that good shit but yo word ain't yo bond
Yo shit looking shakey like a stripper on the pole
This shit is all chess and you playin like a pawn
I'm the young boy from fresh
Gotta plan up my arm
Keeping my grass cut ain't no snakes on my lawn
Any rats in the building get a taste of my palm
They talk to the long arm
Got niggas behind bars
That's sposed to be y'all dawgs
But runnin mouths off
Y'all niggas is all frauds
Got lost in the mild sauce
Go sip on some pine sol
Lay back and die slow
What happened to high lows
It's supposed to be hard roads
But niggas forgot roles
And raps is all flows
Sheeps in wolves clothes
Draped in fools gold
Actin like real niggas
But done got exposed
Talkin that trill shit
But fake like press ons
Asked yo bitch and you said it was all cool
My nigga what's really good
Feast on what food
Yo hustle do not move
Get one thing understand
You ain't on this level with raps or money getting
I'm sick of you funny niggas
Ol smart ass dummy nigga
But back to program bow for no man
If this was 05' they'd call me the snowman
I'm here for yo motivation
Don't care bout no nigga hating
You lacking the vision baby
Get back on yo grizzy heavy
You feeling me
But you can get caught
Know what you sellin
Know what you bought
Let ya paper nigga
Yeen gotta floss
Them boys on the watch and they tryna get yo clock
Know what I'm sayin ahh
Goodie on the beat and I'm right on the microphone
Game never told my nigga you know it's sold and
Lunch ain't ever free especially when you grown
Get paid young nigga start a bidness mind ya own
Pay yo f*ckin bills put some food on the stove
Ain't no tricking on these hoes
Betta be takin care of yo home
If yo niggas ain't up with you
You ain't really on
Talkin that good shit but yo word ain't yo bond
Yo shit looking shakey like a stripper on the pole
This shit is all chess and you playin like a pawn
I'm the young boy from fresh
Gotta plan up my arm
Keeping my grass cut ain't no snakes on my lawn
Any rats in the building get a taste of my palm
They talk to the long arm
Got niggas behind bars
That's sposed to be y'all dawgs
But runnin mouths off
Y'all niggas is all frauds
Got lost in the mild sauce
Go sip on some pine sol
Lay back and die slow
What happened to high lows
It's supposed to be hard roads
But niggas forgot roles
And raps is all flows
Sheeps in wolves clothes
Draped in fools gold
Actin like real niggas
But done got exposed
Talkin that trill shit
But fake like press ons
Asked yo bitch and you said it was all cool
My nigga what's really good
Feast on what food
Yo hustle do not move
Get one thing understand
You ain't on this level with raps or money getting
I'm sick of you funny niggas
Ol smart ass dummy nigga
But back to program bow for no man
If this was 05' they'd call me the snowman
I'm here for yo motivation
Don't care bout no nigga hating
You lacking the vision baby
Get back on yo grizzy heavy
You feeling me
But you can get caught
Know what you sellin
Know what you bought
Let ya paper nigga
Yeen gotta floss
Them boys on the watch and they tryna get yo clock
Know what I'm sayin ahh
Writer: John Cooper
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid