Let that money crawl out of my pores
Want the foreign I seen it Before
Smoke all the weed when I'm Bored
Ima street nigga selling on tour
Had a chick I don't love anymore
She had feelings
I'm getting annoyed
Ima move wit strap
I'm secure
Heard ya live and you die by the Sword
In school I ain't win no awards
From da deep and popped up on Da shore
Knock knock send em thru da Door
They lookin like I had a choice
Artillery dats mi amor
We rock all way to da core
Lovin' me when I was poor
Made ha wet swear it's bout to Poor
It's bout time that I had it
Im finna start grabbing
Put fur on my jacket
I move wit a cannon
Because of what happened
I took a few losses
Shit was traumatic
Let ha come ride wit me
Told ha don't panic
I keep artillery inside the pantry
She know I'm from Dallas
But be in Atlanta
Handle my business im
Good wit my plannin
I fell in love
The roof panoramic
Breaking down tree on ceramics
I shot my shot
Land dead in ha panties
I got some long range like a Quarterback
Outside in tha apt the tourqe I Be holdin dat
Y'all couldn't even turn right on My cul de sac
Eyes on em at the store up the Street
Victor cruz gotta go in a week
Touchdown touchdown
Want all the family
Round wit me wit buss down
You plant a seed probably get Cut down
It's up with my brother
You getting touched now
Turnt to dawg ya ima mutt now
Won't talk infront of lieutenants
Caught slime ain't go to the Clinic
Free my lil round outta prison
I'm about T up like that nigga Wit me
Let that money crawl out of my Pores
Want the foreign I seen it Before
Smoke all the weed when I'm Bored
Ima street nigga selling on tour
Had a chick I don't love anymore
She had feelings
I'm getting annoyed
Ima move wit strap
I'm secure
Heard ya live and you die by the Sword
In school I ain't win no awards
From da deep and popped up on Da shore
Knock knock send em thru da Door
They lookin like I had a choice
Artillery dats mi amor
We rock all way to da core
Lovin' me when I was poor
Made ha wet swear it's bout to Poor