DaMar Taylor - Forty Lyrics

Forty
Shorty
Mids baby sell them grams for me
Struggle got us hoping we afford it
Hustle for it
Then go get some more shit
I got that forty for shorty
Is you with it or selling it for me
F*ck niggahs be selling it poorly
Got them bags but yo can you afford me
If you're robbing then shit can get gory
Got no time for no lies or no stories
Getting money that moment of truth
Lost my car and I ain't got no roof
Want the money
I don't need no clearance
Or suggestions to move with my parents
I'm selling again
Running aarons
Got forty
Got eighths
I ain't caring
Dime bags in my levi jeans
Posted up serving to the feens
Deuce deuce and it got a beem
Selling forty tryna get this cream
Forty
Shorty
Mids baby
Sell them grams for me
Struggle got us hoping we afford it
Hustle for it we go and get some more shit
Niggah like me hustling for some more shit
For some more shit, aye