I've been havin' big motion, pitchin' me in the movie
You can run but can't hide, they gon' find you like the Fugees
Big bull don't play, defend mine like a 2-3
Blood from my pen, as I scribble on his loose sleeve
She couldn't get over the past, she thought she knew me
But baby girl, I'm feelin' myself, so I'ma do me
Niggas and bitches, birds, flock together like groupies
My young nigga off the vert with it, grippin' the Uzi
Hot-headed for real, mind of a maniac like Boosie
Had to calm his ass down, his gun smokin' like a Lucy
If you thinkin' you an animal, this animal cruelty
If you say it's up, what are you waitin' for
Like Julie, we still gunnin', still know what you did last summer
It's about to pay back like I owe you money
I told few, we gon' sit around and count this money
If you hurt, I hurt, we in it together like bunkies
You a boss, keep a stupid mission for the dummies
And some lost ones out there stranded with no money
Cause they head in the clouds like planes with no fuel runnin
And they gon' die for nothin
I be in my zone, need my space like E.T
If it's not about a bag, don't check for me respectfully
Don't force my hand, cause with the Iron Man, I war machine
Bro tired of the dirty money, so we keep it clean
Purchase your track today
It's just a lil' freestyle for you, know what I mean
Mixtape out now, Sincerely Spelly
And I'm workin' on features
Into the bag, man, one trip
Family shit
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I've been havin' big motion, pitchin' me in the movie
You can run but can't hide, they gon' find you like the Fugees
Big bull don't play, defend mine like a 2-3
Blood from my pen, as I scribble on his loose sleeve
She couldn't get over the past, she thought she knew me
But baby girl, I'm feelin' myself, so I'ma do me
Niggas and bitches, birds, flock together like groupies
My young nigga off the vert with it, grippin' the Uzi
Hot-headed for real, mind of a maniac like Boosie
Had to calm his ass down, his gun smokin' like a Lucy
If you thinkin' you an animal, this animal cruelty
If you say it's up, what are you waitin' for
Like Julie, we still gunnin', still know what you did last summer
It's about to pay back like I owe you money
I told few, we gon' sit around and count this money
If you hurt, I hurt, we in it together like bunkies
You a boss, keep a stupid mission for the dummies
And some lost ones out there stranded with no money
Cause they head in the clouds like planes with no fuel runnin
And they gon' die for nothin
I be in my zone, need my space like E.T
If it's not about a bag, don't check for me respectfully
Don't force my hand, cause with the Iron Man, I war machine
Bro tired of the dirty money, so we keep it clean
Purchase your track today
It's just a lil' freestyle for you, know what I mean
Mixtape out now, Sincerely Spelly
And I'm workin' on features
Into the bag, man, one trip
Family shit
You can run but can't hide, they gon' find you like the Fugees
Big bull don't play, defend mine like a 2-3
Blood from my pen, as I scribble on his loose sleeve
She couldn't get over the past, she thought she knew me
But baby girl, I'm feelin' myself, so I'ma do me
Niggas and bitches, birds, flock together like groupies
My young nigga off the vert with it, grippin' the Uzi
Hot-headed for real, mind of a maniac like Boosie
Had to calm his ass down, his gun smokin' like a Lucy
If you thinkin' you an animal, this animal cruelty
If you say it's up, what are you waitin' for
Like Julie, we still gunnin', still know what you did last summer
It's about to pay back like I owe you money
I told few, we gon' sit around and count this money
If you hurt, I hurt, we in it together like bunkies
You a boss, keep a stupid mission for the dummies
And some lost ones out there stranded with no money
Cause they head in the clouds like planes with no fuel runnin
And they gon' die for nothin
I be in my zone, need my space like E.T
If it's not about a bag, don't check for me respectfully
Don't force my hand, cause with the Iron Man, I war machine
Bro tired of the dirty money, so we keep it clean
Purchase your track today
It's just a lil' freestyle for you, know what I mean
Mixtape out now, Sincerely Spelly
And I'm workin' on features
Into the bag, man, one trip
Family shit
Writer: Corey Spellman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid