BlancoVeli
La Madrina
I was just a teen
Like Wu Tang
I wanted cream
Nothing less than dollar signs
And how to get em by any means
Even though hooping was my dream
It wasn't bringing in no green
But off the porch
They was getting money
So you know what that mean
I done
Jumped down them steps
I landed on both feet
And I
Got off into them streets
And got into some beef
When my dog from Pine Lawn
Showed me a infrared beam
Now errday I'm patient
Waiting on anybody to try me
Man
Crack kill
But sale
Ooh let's make some Gwalla
Trap or Die like Jeezy
Goonie the shot caller
I ain't no dummy
I'm familiar with the karma
And I don't plan on going under
Imma quit this shit soon as the summer
Summer came I f****d around and copped a Hyundai coupe
Got me a job as a custodian
I'm cleaning up schools
But if my phone rang about a sale
Then it's
Aye, go get the scale
Clocking out
I hear that bell
And telling em
Make em buy two
Now
I know I said I was gone quit
But here I go
Backsliding
Like this shit is all I know
I'm too smart for this shit
But this look like the way to go
The way this money come in
Make that job money look slow
F**K!
Man I keep hearing fast money
That it don't last money
F****d up accounts
So like Baby
I own all Cash Money
Went and bought guns galore
A lil infatuated
A baby G
To Godmother
Ya Girl done graduated
Now it's back door season
Indictment time
I get a thrill out this shit
My life all on the line
What type of examples I'm setting?
Youngings look up to me
They know the s**t I be doing
Even if I don't let em see
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BlancoVeli
La Madrina
I was just a teen
Like Wu Tang
I wanted cream
Nothing less than dollar signs
And how to get em by any means
Even though hooping was my dream
It wasn't bringing in no green
But off the porch
They was getting money
So you know what that mean
I done
Jumped down them steps
I landed on both feet
And I
Got off into them streets
And got into some beef
When my dog from Pine Lawn
Showed me a infrared beam
Now errday I'm patient
Waiting on anybody to try me
Man
Crack kill
But sale
Ooh let's make some Gwalla
Trap or Die like Jeezy
Goonie the shot caller
I ain't no dummy
I'm familiar with the karma
And I don't plan on going under
Imma quit this shit soon as the summer
Summer came I f****d around and copped a Hyundai coupe
Got me a job as a custodian
I'm cleaning up schools
But if my phone rang about a sale
Then it's
Aye, go get the scale
Clocking out
I hear that bell
And telling em
Make em buy two
Now
I know I said I was gone quit
But here I go
Backsliding
Like this shit is all I know
I'm too smart for this shit
But this look like the way to go
The way this money come in
Make that job money look slow
F**K!
Man I keep hearing fast money
That it don't last money
F****d up accounts
So like Baby
I own all Cash Money
Went and bought guns galore
A lil infatuated
A baby G
To Godmother
Ya Girl done graduated
Now it's back door season
Indictment time
I get a thrill out this shit
My life all on the line
What type of examples I'm setting?
Youngings look up to me
They know the s**t I be doing
Even if I don't let em see
La Madrina
I was just a teen
Like Wu Tang
I wanted cream
Nothing less than dollar signs
And how to get em by any means
Even though hooping was my dream
It wasn't bringing in no green
But off the porch
They was getting money
So you know what that mean
I done
Jumped down them steps
I landed on both feet
And I
Got off into them streets
And got into some beef
When my dog from Pine Lawn
Showed me a infrared beam
Now errday I'm patient
Waiting on anybody to try me
Man
Crack kill
But sale
Ooh let's make some Gwalla
Trap or Die like Jeezy
Goonie the shot caller
I ain't no dummy
I'm familiar with the karma
And I don't plan on going under
Imma quit this shit soon as the summer
Summer came I f****d around and copped a Hyundai coupe
Got me a job as a custodian
I'm cleaning up schools
But if my phone rang about a sale
Then it's
Aye, go get the scale
Clocking out
I hear that bell
And telling em
Make em buy two
Now
I know I said I was gone quit
But here I go
Backsliding
Like this shit is all I know
I'm too smart for this shit
But this look like the way to go
The way this money come in
Make that job money look slow
F**K!
Man I keep hearing fast money
That it don't last money
F****d up accounts
So like Baby
I own all Cash Money
Went and bought guns galore
A lil infatuated
A baby G
To Godmother
Ya Girl done graduated
Now it's back door season
Indictment time
I get a thrill out this shit
My life all on the line
What type of examples I'm setting?
Youngings look up to me
They know the s**t I be doing
Even if I don't let em see
Writer: Arielle Moore
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