It f*cked up my system When tim didn't listen
We told em don't ride wid da stolo dats prison
My loyalty grippin
Niggas they slippin
Niggas be chicken they ain't really pimpin
My songs be hittin Dis money I'm flippin
Racks in my pockets dis Shid got me limpin
I'm steady saggin spelt backwards dats niggas these white people slick but my nigga I'm slicker
My niggas know that I stay wid my strap
GucciBoyMelv he dat cat wid Da gat
Tryna rob him you gone die and dats wraps It ain't shit to pop a lil nigga dats facts
I want a apple I'm talkin a mac
Not talkin laptop I'm talkin bout straps
All you can do is sit down on yo ass and
Dats why yo ass broke needa go get a bag
Ion like talkin when I'm clearly mad
Beause I get to thinkin bout gettin payback
I needa cop me a mfn jag bitch I'm finna switch lanes and go do me a dash
How you get head wid a mfn strap and you moanin like shit bitch you makin me laugh
Bitch we can't talk if you ain't in yo bag cause it ain't finna happen if you on yo ass
I need a mansion dat come wid a hall in it
I need designer dat come wid a car wid it
Dese niggas suck and they not up to par wid me
I needa AP dat don't got no time in it
When I went up saw the looks on they faces
I could jus tell dat dese niggas jus hate it
Look at my brotha like nigga we made it
Who would of knew all it took was some patience
I got some niggas who say I'm they favorite
When I was broke they said you gone be famous
You gotta grind cause I notice they hatin if you finally make it you can't do no changing
You gotta rock on the block and keep makin
All of the guap that you got you gone raise it
Life dat I lived before rap it was dangerous so that's why I keep lookin round for the strangers.
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It f*cked up my system When tim didn't listen
We told em don't ride wid da stolo dats prison
My loyalty grippin
Niggas they slippin
Niggas be chicken they ain't really pimpin
My songs be hittin Dis money I'm flippin
Racks in my pockets dis Shid got me limpin
I'm steady saggin spelt backwards dats niggas these white people slick but my nigga I'm slicker
My niggas know that I stay wid my strap
GucciBoyMelv he dat cat wid Da gat
Tryna rob him you gone die and dats wraps It ain't shit to pop a lil nigga dats facts
I want a apple I'm talkin a mac
Not talkin laptop I'm talkin bout straps
All you can do is sit down on yo ass and
Dats why yo ass broke needa go get a bag
Ion like talkin when I'm clearly mad
Beause I get to thinkin bout gettin payback
I needa cop me a mfn jag bitch I'm finna switch lanes and go do me a dash
How you get head wid a mfn strap and you moanin like shit bitch you makin me laugh
Bitch we can't talk if you ain't in yo bag cause it ain't finna happen if you on yo ass
I need a mansion dat come wid a hall in it
I need designer dat come wid a car wid it
Dese niggas suck and they not up to par wid me
I needa AP dat don't got no time in it
When I went up saw the looks on they faces
I could jus tell dat dese niggas jus hate it
Look at my brotha like nigga we made it
Who would of knew all it took was some patience
I got some niggas who say I'm they favorite
When I was broke they said you gone be famous
You gotta grind cause I notice they hatin if you finally make it you can't do no changing
You gotta rock on the block and keep makin
All of the guap that you got you gone raise it
Life dat I lived before rap it was dangerous so that's why I keep lookin round for the strangers.
We told em don't ride wid da stolo dats prison
My loyalty grippin
Niggas they slippin
Niggas be chicken they ain't really pimpin
My songs be hittin Dis money I'm flippin
Racks in my pockets dis Shid got me limpin
I'm steady saggin spelt backwards dats niggas these white people slick but my nigga I'm slicker
My niggas know that I stay wid my strap
GucciBoyMelv he dat cat wid Da gat
Tryna rob him you gone die and dats wraps It ain't shit to pop a lil nigga dats facts
I want a apple I'm talkin a mac
Not talkin laptop I'm talkin bout straps
All you can do is sit down on yo ass and
Dats why yo ass broke needa go get a bag
Ion like talkin when I'm clearly mad
Beause I get to thinkin bout gettin payback
I needa cop me a mfn jag bitch I'm finna switch lanes and go do me a dash
How you get head wid a mfn strap and you moanin like shit bitch you makin me laugh
Bitch we can't talk if you ain't in yo bag cause it ain't finna happen if you on yo ass
I need a mansion dat come wid a hall in it
I need designer dat come wid a car wid it
Dese niggas suck and they not up to par wid me
I needa AP dat don't got no time in it
When I went up saw the looks on they faces
I could jus tell dat dese niggas jus hate it
Look at my brotha like nigga we made it
Who would of knew all it took was some patience
I got some niggas who say I'm they favorite
When I was broke they said you gone be famous
You gotta grind cause I notice they hatin if you finally make it you can't do no changing
You gotta rock on the block and keep makin
All of the guap that you got you gone raise it
Life dat I lived before rap it was dangerous so that's why I keep lookin round for the strangers.
Writer: Mifflin Gwean
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