Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us
Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us
Early mornings on the road gotta catch the traffic/ get tragic when I touch ima move magic/ use ratchet when I move cuz u dudes capping/ bossman know my brother shhhhh dude asking/ most fake don't talk it be smooth action/ stayed solid from the jump I kept the broom dragging/ watch lies most hate that's cruel passion/ been broke so I laugh when I'm food stashing/ keep rocket in the jungle wit the soilder type/ till I'm dead I'm in position I control white/za boes no seeds so u know you know it's right/ stand firm on the number I ain't going light/serve fiens all summer I'm the rolling the type/hit hard in the paint call the blow dwight/ ball hard for the team u don't know the price/ was broke now we walk around wit frozen ice/ miss my brudda I remember every kitchen tale/ add the water to the pot then u get the swell/ one of my brothers said f*ckem let me get a cell/ I rather die a real nigga then rat in hell/ ball hard for them times I was on bench/ real zas when I roll so you know the stench/ tool man when I work how I hold wrench/ pull fast in the srkkkkk bet know it's tint
Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us/Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us
It's tha league we forever ain't no going back/big stepping when I be u know I'm blowing/in the trenches with the fiens I be rolling packs/ 140 out of a gram bet know it's thrax/ same stripe different rentals gotta play the field/fuk niggas in they feelings I know it's hate for real/so I'm moving wit a weapon I can't drill/ ask god for the strength cuz I can't wait to kill/niggas playing both sides so I'm stepping/ catch u hanging on that block when that fire stretching/ anybody that's in range that's dying section/ rolling wood after wood I be flying stressing/ miss my brother call momma when my mind racing/ pop pills when I sleep I see crying faces/ so I'm lurking in a shooter I been sliding patient/ even been in niggas bushes I been time saving/ longtalks I remember keep going at it/ and I ain't never squashing shit know I want the static/ need wop hit my line better know it's magic/ real bosses take losses but we blow the ratchet/ no heat lights work we a trap it out/ take hits for the pape I'll max u out/ close case with top I'll wax it out/ hit the hood wit some testers then Mac it out bitch hoooooo long live my brudda bitch
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Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us
Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us
Early mornings on the road gotta catch the traffic/ get tragic when I touch ima move magic/ use ratchet when I move cuz u dudes capping/ bossman know my brother shhhhh dude asking/ most fake don't talk it be smooth action/ stayed solid from the jump I kept the broom dragging/ watch lies most hate that's cruel passion/ been broke so I laugh when I'm food stashing/ keep rocket in the jungle wit the soilder type/ till I'm dead I'm in position I control white/za boes no seeds so u know you know it's right/ stand firm on the number I ain't going light/serve fiens all summer I'm the rolling the type/hit hard in the paint call the blow dwight/ ball hard for the team u don't know the price/ was broke now we walk around wit frozen ice/ miss my brudda I remember every kitchen tale/ add the water to the pot then u get the swell/ one of my brothers said f*ckem let me get a cell/ I rather die a real nigga then rat in hell/ ball hard for them times I was on bench/ real zas when I roll so you know the stench/ tool man when I work how I hold wrench/ pull fast in the srkkkkk bet know it's tint
Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us/Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us
It's tha league we forever ain't no going back/big stepping when I be u know I'm blowing/in the trenches with the fiens I be rolling packs/ 140 out of a gram bet know it's thrax/ same stripe different rentals gotta play the field/fuk niggas in they feelings I know it's hate for real/so I'm moving wit a weapon I can't drill/ ask god for the strength cuz I can't wait to kill/niggas playing both sides so I'm stepping/ catch u hanging on that block when that fire stretching/ anybody that's in range that's dying section/ rolling wood after wood I be flying stressing/ miss my brother call momma when my mind racing/ pop pills when I sleep I see crying faces/ so I'm lurking in a shooter I been sliding patient/ even been in niggas bushes I been time saving/ longtalks I remember keep going at it/ and I ain't never squashing shit know I want the static/ need wop hit my line better know it's magic/ real bosses take losses but we blow the ratchet/ no heat lights work we a trap it out/ take hits for the pape I'll max u out/ close case with top I'll wax it out/ hit the hood wit some testers then Mac it out bitch hoooooo long live my brudda bitch
Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us
Early mornings on the road gotta catch the traffic/ get tragic when I touch ima move magic/ use ratchet when I move cuz u dudes capping/ bossman know my brother shhhhh dude asking/ most fake don't talk it be smooth action/ stayed solid from the jump I kept the broom dragging/ watch lies most hate that's cruel passion/ been broke so I laugh when I'm food stashing/ keep rocket in the jungle wit the soilder type/ till I'm dead I'm in position I control white/za boes no seeds so u know you know it's right/ stand firm on the number I ain't going light/serve fiens all summer I'm the rolling the type/hit hard in the paint call the blow dwight/ ball hard for the team u don't know the price/ was broke now we walk around wit frozen ice/ miss my brudda I remember every kitchen tale/ add the water to the pot then u get the swell/ one of my brothers said f*ckem let me get a cell/ I rather die a real nigga then rat in hell/ ball hard for them times I was on bench/ real zas when I roll so you know the stench/ tool man when I work how I hold wrench/ pull fast in the srkkkkk bet know it's tint
Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us/Real bosses take losses never add it up/ from the bottom so I'm uping if u acting tuff/ bust down cartie watch before he had the buffs/ it's tha league if a pussy nigga asking us
It's tha league we forever ain't no going back/big stepping when I be u know I'm blowing/in the trenches with the fiens I be rolling packs/ 140 out of a gram bet know it's thrax/ same stripe different rentals gotta play the field/fuk niggas in they feelings I know it's hate for real/so I'm moving wit a weapon I can't drill/ ask god for the strength cuz I can't wait to kill/niggas playing both sides so I'm stepping/ catch u hanging on that block when that fire stretching/ anybody that's in range that's dying section/ rolling wood after wood I be flying stressing/ miss my brother call momma when my mind racing/ pop pills when I sleep I see crying faces/ so I'm lurking in a shooter I been sliding patient/ even been in niggas bushes I been time saving/ longtalks I remember keep going at it/ and I ain't never squashing shit know I want the static/ need wop hit my line better know it's magic/ real bosses take losses but we blow the ratchet/ no heat lights work we a trap it out/ take hits for the pape I'll max u out/ close case with top I'll wax it out/ hit the hood wit some testers then Mac it out bitch hoooooo long live my brudda bitch
Writer: Keenan Sanders
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