So I keep the heat
So I got something in my pocket
Money in my jeans
It's going up and never stopping
Money on the counter and it counting
Weed so good it feel like I'm on a mountain
Pounds coming in by the thousands
Prometh in my veins and codeine in the fountain
If I need some money imma rob me some houses
Tired of the days stuck sleeping on the couches
Even when I'm broke imma stay with them ounces
Got so much loud I forgot how broke sounded
Even when I'm broke imma stay with them ounces
Got so much loud I forgot how broke sounded
Say you want action lying straight out your mouth
Come up with an accent pushing dope out the south
No matter what happens you gotta sell that pound
Don't know who phone they be tracking so best no make a sound
Silence in my thoughts but violence in my mind
Money solves problems and so does my 9
If I need to solve them then it's a price of pie
Every time I pull it off the hip they tongue get tied
If I need to solve them then it's a price of pie
Every time I pull it off the hip they tongue get tied
So I keep the heat
So I got something in my pocket
40 in my jeans
She thought it was my dick until I cocked it
All I need is green I don't care about a bitch
If she with the team imma pass her to my clique
All your hoes fiends and all your bros snitch
I got the beam and you looking like a lick
So I pulled it off the hip aim it at your neck
When the whip got tints consider me a threat
Just a little tip even with a vest
Keep 2 to 3 eyes open when you rest no less
All these bitch ass rappers just bite another flow
Imma stick to trapping and imma get my goals
Keep it on the backend got a stick made of gold
No matter what happens all these pussy bitches fold
Making all these sacrifices think bout what I got
Swear I'll be the last one fighting I'm not one to rot
If you want the smoke ignited you get what you got
Overheard your momma crying you the one got shot
Making all these sacrifices think bout what I had
Gotta hold the Smith N' tightly gotta watch your back
I don't take no bitching lightly bitch you same as rat
Dogs don't know the word politely if you acting cat
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So I keep the heat
So I got something in my pocket
Money in my jeans
It's going up and never stopping
Money on the counter and it counting
Weed so good it feel like I'm on a mountain
Pounds coming in by the thousands
Prometh in my veins and codeine in the fountain
If I need some money imma rob me some houses
Tired of the days stuck sleeping on the couches
Even when I'm broke imma stay with them ounces
Got so much loud I forgot how broke sounded
Even when I'm broke imma stay with them ounces
Got so much loud I forgot how broke sounded
Say you want action lying straight out your mouth
Come up with an accent pushing dope out the south
No matter what happens you gotta sell that pound
Don't know who phone they be tracking so best no make a sound
Silence in my thoughts but violence in my mind
Money solves problems and so does my 9
If I need to solve them then it's a price of pie
Every time I pull it off the hip they tongue get tied
If I need to solve them then it's a price of pie
Every time I pull it off the hip they tongue get tied
So I keep the heat
So I got something in my pocket
40 in my jeans
She thought it was my dick until I cocked it
All I need is green I don't care about a bitch
If she with the team imma pass her to my clique
All your hoes fiends and all your bros snitch
I got the beam and you looking like a lick
So I pulled it off the hip aim it at your neck
When the whip got tints consider me a threat
Just a little tip even with a vest
Keep 2 to 3 eyes open when you rest no less
All these bitch ass rappers just bite another flow
Imma stick to trapping and imma get my goals
Keep it on the backend got a stick made of gold
No matter what happens all these pussy bitches fold
Making all these sacrifices think bout what I got
Swear I'll be the last one fighting I'm not one to rot
If you want the smoke ignited you get what you got
Overheard your momma crying you the one got shot
Making all these sacrifices think bout what I had
Gotta hold the Smith N' tightly gotta watch your back
I don't take no bitching lightly bitch you same as rat
Dogs don't know the word politely if you acting cat
So I got something in my pocket
Money in my jeans
It's going up and never stopping
Money on the counter and it counting
Weed so good it feel like I'm on a mountain
Pounds coming in by the thousands
Prometh in my veins and codeine in the fountain
If I need some money imma rob me some houses
Tired of the days stuck sleeping on the couches
Even when I'm broke imma stay with them ounces
Got so much loud I forgot how broke sounded
Even when I'm broke imma stay with them ounces
Got so much loud I forgot how broke sounded
Say you want action lying straight out your mouth
Come up with an accent pushing dope out the south
No matter what happens you gotta sell that pound
Don't know who phone they be tracking so best no make a sound
Silence in my thoughts but violence in my mind
Money solves problems and so does my 9
If I need to solve them then it's a price of pie
Every time I pull it off the hip they tongue get tied
If I need to solve them then it's a price of pie
Every time I pull it off the hip they tongue get tied
So I keep the heat
So I got something in my pocket
40 in my jeans
She thought it was my dick until I cocked it
All I need is green I don't care about a bitch
If she with the team imma pass her to my clique
All your hoes fiends and all your bros snitch
I got the beam and you looking like a lick
So I pulled it off the hip aim it at your neck
When the whip got tints consider me a threat
Just a little tip even with a vest
Keep 2 to 3 eyes open when you rest no less
All these bitch ass rappers just bite another flow
Imma stick to trapping and imma get my goals
Keep it on the backend got a stick made of gold
No matter what happens all these pussy bitches fold
Making all these sacrifices think bout what I got
Swear I'll be the last one fighting I'm not one to rot
If you want the smoke ignited you get what you got
Overheard your momma crying you the one got shot
Making all these sacrifices think bout what I had
Gotta hold the Smith N' tightly gotta watch your back
I don't take no bitching lightly bitch you same as rat
Dogs don't know the word politely if you acting cat
Writer: Caleb Duprey
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