DLo3 winnin - Master Plan Lyrics

Ayy, uh-huh
Y'all know I always gotta come on with the ayy, you know what I'm sayin'
Heh heh
Four one four sh*t
I don't know what the f*ck you been told
Goofy ass nigga
But I been doin' this shit since like 15 years old
Get it in, get sold
Big Bens, big load
I came up with a master plan like
I'm finna switch the tempo
Uh-huh
Now I'm right back in with this shit like
What the f*ck its hittin' for
I'm tryna get you and your friends and be like
Let's get this shit on
But if you got other plans then I'm like
I'll leave you alone
Was tryna get a couple bands and then like
Here came the hoes
I be in my bag, I know
You say you gon' do what? You won't
I'm turnt up with a cup, alone
Alone
Up early on the block, alone
I gotta be the first, get the bag on
She wasn't f*ckin' with me, that ain't last long
Alright, I was steady callin' in to my job and it's gone
Nigga cause these damn phones
These motherf*ckers kept on ringin' in the morning
Got me answering like what the hell wrong
And its my nigga from the block getting guap
And he said it's time to hit the damn road
Every time dog
The road
He need a load and I got what he want
I get back, I am not finna front
I get racks to the top, here I come
Nigga talkin' like he stacked, he a bum
A bum
Nigga, gone get your bread, don't be a crumb
Watch how I paper chase, boy, I run
I need a bag every day, sun through sun
Sun through sun
Aye, I grew up in a motherf*ckin' slums
Lookin' back, man, that shit wasn't fun
I got bands, I got sticks, I got drums
I got bands, I got sticks, I got drums
Drums
Ill beat a nigga head like a drum
Until I see the nigga dead, I ain't done
Don't give a f*ck about shit but the funds
But the funds