World gets colder
Aint have jack but a chip on my shoulder
Huh
Turned to a Soulja
Came out the streets I was broke now its over
They bending like folder
Imma unload with the loader
You stinking like what is that odor
As your body gets older
Dont force it like Yoda
Drinkin that Henny like soda
Got gas like a motor I'm solar
Mix the ingredients
Im tryna go n get me a Benz
They putting my CD in
Make you wanna drop a cop cuz them
Niggas is not my friends
They locked my nigga now he stuck in the pin
He not gone like the wind
He'll be back at it again
Rollin deep like some rims
You won't see me like
Fake my own death no Tupac
Chillin in Cuba like who got that shit that be smoking like hookah
Remember back chewing bazooka
Now niggas ride round with that ruler
Got titties like hooters
But I gotta change up the subject
Im Hunting im chasing that money
I get it in hunnids
She gimmie that brain she a dummy
I work till its sunny
That means you aint getting shit from me
World gets colder
Aint have jack but a chip on my shoulder
Huh
Turned to a Soulja
Came out the streets I was broke now its over
They bending like folder
Imma unload with the loader
You stinking like what is that odor
As your body gets older
Dont force it like Yoda
Drinkin that Henny like soda
Got gas like a motor I'm solar
Straight to the top
No I cannot stop
You beef with my nigga you turn to a opp
And I aint got time
Chosen one yeah we gon shine
Im taking what's mine
I aint wait in no line
Huh
Damn sure aint droppin no dimes
Yuh
You a snitch you not my kind
Huh
Don't you get caught on this side
The ground you reside
Uh
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World gets colder
Aint have jack but a chip on my shoulder
Huh
Turned to a Soulja
Came out the streets I was broke now its over
They bending like folder
Imma unload with the loader
You stinking like what is that odor
As your body gets older
Dont force it like Yoda
Drinkin that Henny like soda
Got gas like a motor I'm solar
Mix the ingredients
Im tryna go n get me a Benz
They putting my CD in
Make you wanna drop a cop cuz them
Niggas is not my friends
They locked my nigga now he stuck in the pin
He not gone like the wind
He'll be back at it again
Rollin deep like some rims
You won't see me like
Fake my own death no Tupac
Chillin in Cuba like who got that shit that be smoking like hookah
Remember back chewing bazooka
Now niggas ride round with that ruler
Got titties like hooters
But I gotta change up the subject
Im Hunting im chasing that money
I get it in hunnids
She gimmie that brain she a dummy
I work till its sunny
That means you aint getting shit from me
World gets colder
Aint have jack but a chip on my shoulder
Huh
Turned to a Soulja
Came out the streets I was broke now its over
They bending like folder
Imma unload with the loader
You stinking like what is that odor
As your body gets older
Dont force it like Yoda
Drinkin that Henny like soda
Got gas like a motor I'm solar
Straight to the top
No I cannot stop
You beef with my nigga you turn to a opp
And I aint got time
Chosen one yeah we gon shine
Im taking what's mine
I aint wait in no line
Huh
Damn sure aint droppin no dimes
Yuh
You a snitch you not my kind
Huh
Don't you get caught on this side
The ground you reside
Uh
Aint have jack but a chip on my shoulder
Huh
Turned to a Soulja
Came out the streets I was broke now its over
They bending like folder
Imma unload with the loader
You stinking like what is that odor
As your body gets older
Dont force it like Yoda
Drinkin that Henny like soda
Got gas like a motor I'm solar
Mix the ingredients
Im tryna go n get me a Benz
They putting my CD in
Make you wanna drop a cop cuz them
Niggas is not my friends
They locked my nigga now he stuck in the pin
He not gone like the wind
He'll be back at it again
Rollin deep like some rims
You won't see me like
Fake my own death no Tupac
Chillin in Cuba like who got that shit that be smoking like hookah
Remember back chewing bazooka
Now niggas ride round with that ruler
Got titties like hooters
But I gotta change up the subject
Im Hunting im chasing that money
I get it in hunnids
She gimmie that brain she a dummy
I work till its sunny
That means you aint getting shit from me
World gets colder
Aint have jack but a chip on my shoulder
Huh
Turned to a Soulja
Came out the streets I was broke now its over
They bending like folder
Imma unload with the loader
You stinking like what is that odor
As your body gets older
Dont force it like Yoda
Drinkin that Henny like soda
Got gas like a motor I'm solar
Straight to the top
No I cannot stop
You beef with my nigga you turn to a opp
And I aint got time
Chosen one yeah we gon shine
Im taking what's mine
I aint wait in no line
Huh
Damn sure aint droppin no dimes
Yuh
You a snitch you not my kind
Huh
Don't you get caught on this side
The ground you reside
Uh
Writer: Artimus Stilley
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