Armed N Dangerous Video (MV)

You know they say crime pays, I was down bad Came a long way from them nickels & them dime
Bags, pockets on thigh pads, this how you get to it Niggas be talkin' bout what they did, but never what they doin
Money what I'm pursuin', this how you stack it up I know a million ways to get it, trappin' ain't enough
No, you can't tripple up' like me, can't even call my bluff Like, what's that shit you said bout BoE? Like, I ain't poppin' up

Can't call my brother on that phone still missin fetty wap. Stand on that business till the day, lil skando casket drop
I can't be f*ckin' with these hoes, out hear they panties hot These niggas cappin' like they cook, ain't never scratched a Pot
You sold a couple bowls, and f*cked a couple hoes But how to take care of your people, you will never know
You out here actin' like the G.O.A.T., but really tell on folks Carrying that lil' dirty-ass tool tryna go up the score

You gotta switch the route, if you can't relocate today, you ain't gon' make it out Them niggas softer Denna bitch, I'm talkin' paper towels
Pull up, get that throat from that lil' hoe, you tryna lay her down We just two different breeds
I was just broker Denna bitch, Put that on Minnie Lee Told my brother, fly them dollar zips can't do no 10 or G
Really f*ck it, come spend 10 with me and get like 10 more P's If I was ballin' like this back in school, I woulda hit the league

I been so locked in, all this money get my energy Sittin' around complainin' bout you broke, can't feel no sympathy
Runnin' back, I told them how to triple, then my mini-me's really it I got people hollin' bout they kin to me
With ha head strong and bread long, I be tender meat I be roadrunnin' all alone, no identity
Gotta make it back home to my babies, they be missin' me And everything else be all profit, then it's history for real

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