Trillwill - MRF (Money Respect Freedom) Lyrics

MRF MRF MRF MRF MRF MRF MRF
Thats what i claim
You a lame bitch you aint gang
Balling like im king james
Feeling good like sweet james
Im the champ so kiss the rang

MRF MRF MRF MRF MRF MRF MRF
Thats what i claim
You a lame bitch you aint gang
Balling like im king james
Feeling good like sweet james
Im the champ so kiss the rang

Hustling till the day i die
From head to toe yea i stay fly
With the gang yea thats my guys
F*ck with us then say goodbye

Aint running out i resupply
Smoke a blunt yea i stay high
Play hide and seek but we dont hide
Girl throw that ass and dont be shy

Throw that ass and dont be mean
I been that nigga its in my jeans
F*ck the opps and f*ck the peace
Im in the kitchen f*ck the heat

Dont want no smoke with us yall weak
Twenty-two and at my peak
Im the teacher watch me teach
Im the pastor watch me preach

Yall be hating go drink bleach
Make him dance shoot at his feet
Im #1 you cant compete
Cant take a loss i hate defeat

Apply the pressure dont retreat
Im chosen nigga im elite
And im on top yall be beneath
Im catching plays and counting cheese

This rapping shit is just a breeze
Smoke a blunt then use febreeze
Im the one that got the keys
I have no heart do it with ease

And im a shooter so i squeeze
I lay ya down then throw up cs
Im in my zone im out yo league
Im chasing dreams just like im meek