Apply pressure aint no question
Niggas gon fold like some paper
It be the ones who motivate ya
Criticizing and hating
Can't wait till the day I call momma up
And tell her I made it
I'm just waiting
I know death coming
I can't let no one take me
Get on my knees and talk to god
Like lord I need you to save me
Im smoking dope to try and ease my pain
I do this shit daily
If i go broke you better tuck ya chain
Cause shit gon get crazy
My first pole was a glock 31
That bitch was my baby
I pray for any f*cking nigga
That think that they gon play me
It was the ones who i let close
Every time someone betrayed me
And that shit happened more than once
I don't know what i was thinking
I'm in the yo getting it in
Cause this shit take more than dreaming
Money fiending
Gon do whatever that it take and I mean it
And even when i'm by myself
Its a real nigga meeting and bitch we sliding thru yo section
If you give us a reason
With them heaters
And I go hard because they wish I wasn't breathing
That shit true
Im a product of everything that I do
At 14 years old was dedicated hitting the booth
Damn near do anything for money
I don't know about you
I want a fat ass icey chain
And a black bentley coupe
And once I run me a sack
My partners seeing it too
F*cked yo bitch
And told her next time
She can bring her friend too
These niggas snitching
So be careful wit the shit that you do
Stay a hundred
But don't you ever tell the police the truth
Apply pressure aint no question
Niggas gon fold like some paper
It be the ones who motivate ya
Criticizing and hating
Can't wait till the day I call momma up
And tell her I made it
I'm just waiting
I know death coming
I can't let no one take me
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Apply pressure aint no question
Niggas gon fold like some paper
It be the ones who motivate ya
Criticizing and hating
Can't wait till the day I call momma up
And tell her I made it
I'm just waiting
I know death coming
I can't let no one take me
Get on my knees and talk to god
Like lord I need you to save me
Im smoking dope to try and ease my pain
I do this shit daily
If i go broke you better tuck ya chain
Cause shit gon get crazy
My first pole was a glock 31
That bitch was my baby
I pray for any f*cking nigga
That think that they gon play me
It was the ones who i let close
Every time someone betrayed me
And that shit happened more than once
I don't know what i was thinking
I'm in the yo getting it in
Cause this shit take more than dreaming
Money fiending
Gon do whatever that it take and I mean it
And even when i'm by myself
Its a real nigga meeting and bitch we sliding thru yo section
If you give us a reason
With them heaters
And I go hard because they wish I wasn't breathing
That shit true
Im a product of everything that I do
At 14 years old was dedicated hitting the booth
Damn near do anything for money
I don't know about you
I want a fat ass icey chain
And a black bentley coupe
And once I run me a sack
My partners seeing it too
F*cked yo bitch
And told her next time
She can bring her friend too
These niggas snitching
So be careful wit the shit that you do
Stay a hundred
But don't you ever tell the police the truth
Apply pressure aint no question
Niggas gon fold like some paper
It be the ones who motivate ya
Criticizing and hating
Can't wait till the day I call momma up
And tell her I made it
I'm just waiting
I know death coming
I can't let no one take me
Niggas gon fold like some paper
It be the ones who motivate ya
Criticizing and hating
Can't wait till the day I call momma up
And tell her I made it
I'm just waiting
I know death coming
I can't let no one take me
Get on my knees and talk to god
Like lord I need you to save me
Im smoking dope to try and ease my pain
I do this shit daily
If i go broke you better tuck ya chain
Cause shit gon get crazy
My first pole was a glock 31
That bitch was my baby
I pray for any f*cking nigga
That think that they gon play me
It was the ones who i let close
Every time someone betrayed me
And that shit happened more than once
I don't know what i was thinking
I'm in the yo getting it in
Cause this shit take more than dreaming
Money fiending
Gon do whatever that it take and I mean it
And even when i'm by myself
Its a real nigga meeting and bitch we sliding thru yo section
If you give us a reason
With them heaters
And I go hard because they wish I wasn't breathing
That shit true
Im a product of everything that I do
At 14 years old was dedicated hitting the booth
Damn near do anything for money
I don't know about you
I want a fat ass icey chain
And a black bentley coupe
And once I run me a sack
My partners seeing it too
F*cked yo bitch
And told her next time
She can bring her friend too
These niggas snitching
So be careful wit the shit that you do
Stay a hundred
But don't you ever tell the police the truth
Apply pressure aint no question
Niggas gon fold like some paper
It be the ones who motivate ya
Criticizing and hating
Can't wait till the day I call momma up
And tell her I made it
I'm just waiting
I know death coming
I can't let no one take me
Writer: Christopher Babers
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