I got no love for these niggas
I pay em no mind
So tell me what you're mad for
I fell in love with the money
I hustle to get it
Don't f*ck with my cash flow
Im the in booth everyday
Moving work with my niggas
We Trap out the bando
I am a king in my city
I call all the shots
I manoeuvre like Rambo
I pull the strings like a banjo
Chains on my neck got me feeling like Django
Im a slave to the money
And Nothing is funny
I'll light your ass up like a candle
And nothing's impossible with me my nigga
I'm making a mountain from anthills
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
Cause I can't be signing a trash deal
Child's play up in this motherf*cker
Nigga we been killing shit from day one
Niggas talking reckless on their records
When we pull up on em niggas don't say nun
And I'm not the type to hold a conversation with these niggas
That's just how the game goes
If it ain't about money
Then we can't be talking
I'm sending em back where they came from