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Performed By: City Boy
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: John Everett IV




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I stay in the jects so i keep tool
I f*ck with the gang so i keep it bool
When you go in that bank
Please keep ya kool
These people hate me
But i will not lose
To many new bitches
I can not choose
I hop in that tess
When i make a move
2 many sticks
Dont make a move
Yeah
Wow
People gone hate and thats forsure
Stick yo route and watch the money start to pile in
Counted up bands i wanted more
Ran so many plays i could be a damn accountant
I aint want some i wanted alllll
Smokin good gas prolly some where on a island
Me and scoop posted in a loft
You can not hate got it all off grindin
Half a perc
Im bout to roll it upp
Niggas are not in my zone
Damn it boy you is my clone
The opioids got me damaging
The loud pack got me chanelling
Really i just wanted morrre
Really i just wanted more
Yea
Yeah
Really i just wanted more!
More
More
I got your bitch saying she whore
Yeah
Woah
Really just wanted it more
Really just wanted it more

People gone hate and thats forsure
Stick yo route and watch the money start to pile in
Counted up bands i wanted more
Ran so many plays i could be a damn accountant
I aint want some i wanted alllll
Smokin good gas prolly some where on a island
Me and scoop posted in a loft
You can not hate got it all off grindin
Half a perc
Im bout to roll it upp
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I stay in the jects so i keep tool
I f*ck with the gang so i keep it bool
When you go in that bank
Please keep ya kool
These people hate me
But i will not lose
To many new bitches
I can not choose
I hop in that tess
When i make a move
2 many sticks
Dont make a move
Yeah
Wow
People gone hate and thats forsure
Stick yo route and watch the money start to pile in
Counted up bands i wanted more
Ran so many plays i could be a damn accountant
I aint want some i wanted alllll
Smokin good gas prolly some where on a island
Me and scoop posted in a loft
You can not hate got it all off grindin
Half a perc
Im bout to roll it upp
Niggas are not in my zone
Damn it boy you is my clone
The opioids got me damaging
The loud pack got me chanelling
Really i just wanted morrre
Really i just wanted more
Yea
Yeah
Really i just wanted more!
More
More
I got your bitch saying she whore
Yeah
Woah
Really just wanted it more
Really just wanted it more

People gone hate and thats forsure
Stick yo route and watch the money start to pile in
Counted up bands i wanted more
Ran so many plays i could be a damn accountant
I aint want some i wanted alllll
Smokin good gas prolly some where on a island
Me and scoop posted in a loft
You can not hate got it all off grindin
Half a perc
Im bout to roll it upp
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Writer: John Everett IV
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