I've been out buzzing
Thats word to my cousin
You thinking you illest
I know that you wasnt
Niggas be villainous all of a sudden
I got no gimmicks, I'm raising the budget
Know you aint feeling it
No you cant stomach
I got three swishers, they all getting gutted
Don't even sweat Ive been subtle with stunting
Might get a check like tomorrow or something
Out of the rugged, thats out of the mud
Where the junkies insisted on calling a plug
Aint have no judgement, I chilled with the scum
Rode in cutlass with sips of the rum
All of my niggas stay down for the rough
Smoking a spliff, smoke it down to the crutch
Imma get rich, imma keep it a buck
We aint there yet but we're living it up
Yall niggas sus (Wait)
Baby girl ride it like bus (Wait)
Know a niggas never been touched
Make a motherf*cker go dumb
I aint never settle for the crumbs
Told you never fiddle with the funds
Kiddies in the ghetto with the guns
Why you trying to f*ck up what we're doing?
Always stayed real
Never giving you lesser
Keeping some jewels in a box on the dresser
Niggas stay foolish, dont ever address em
Moving in silence, dont f*ck with confessions
Hooked on my phonics, you're learning your lesson
Words is a weapon like Smith and-uh Wesson
Using the sonics to channel aggresion
Using the lyrics like more of a sketching
This is my payday
Aiming my shot with no AK
Im yelling mayday
Its going down where I stay aye
There goes my baby
She gon' hit me with that shake weight
I need that cake aye
She leaves it all on my face aye
Yall niggas sus (Wait)
Baby girl ride it like bus (Wait)
Know a niggas never been touched
Make a motherf*cker go dumb
I aint never settle for the crumbs
Told you never fiddle with the funds
Kiddies in the ghetto with the guns
Why you trying to f*ck up what we're doing?
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I've been out buzzing
Thats word to my cousin
You thinking you illest
I know that you wasnt
Niggas be villainous all of a sudden
I got no gimmicks, I'm raising the budget
Know you aint feeling it
No you cant stomach
I got three swishers, they all getting gutted
Don't even sweat Ive been subtle with stunting
Might get a check like tomorrow or something
Out of the rugged, thats out of the mud
Where the junkies insisted on calling a plug
Aint have no judgement, I chilled with the scum
Rode in cutlass with sips of the rum
All of my niggas stay down for the rough
Smoking a spliff, smoke it down to the crutch
Imma get rich, imma keep it a buck
We aint there yet but we're living it up
Yall niggas sus (Wait)
Baby girl ride it like bus (Wait)
Know a niggas never been touched
Make a motherf*cker go dumb
I aint never settle for the crumbs
Told you never fiddle with the funds
Kiddies in the ghetto with the guns
Why you trying to f*ck up what we're doing?
Always stayed real
Never giving you lesser
Keeping some jewels in a box on the dresser
Niggas stay foolish, dont ever address em
Moving in silence, dont f*ck with confessions
Hooked on my phonics, you're learning your lesson
Words is a weapon like Smith and-uh Wesson
Using the sonics to channel aggresion
Using the lyrics like more of a sketching
This is my payday
Aiming my shot with no AK
Im yelling mayday
Its going down where I stay aye
There goes my baby
She gon' hit me with that shake weight
I need that cake aye
She leaves it all on my face aye
Yall niggas sus (Wait)
Baby girl ride it like bus (Wait)
Know a niggas never been touched
Make a motherf*cker go dumb
I aint never settle for the crumbs
Told you never fiddle with the funds
Kiddies in the ghetto with the guns
Why you trying to f*ck up what we're doing?
Thats word to my cousin
You thinking you illest
I know that you wasnt
Niggas be villainous all of a sudden
I got no gimmicks, I'm raising the budget
Know you aint feeling it
No you cant stomach
I got three swishers, they all getting gutted
Don't even sweat Ive been subtle with stunting
Might get a check like tomorrow or something
Out of the rugged, thats out of the mud
Where the junkies insisted on calling a plug
Aint have no judgement, I chilled with the scum
Rode in cutlass with sips of the rum
All of my niggas stay down for the rough
Smoking a spliff, smoke it down to the crutch
Imma get rich, imma keep it a buck
We aint there yet but we're living it up
Yall niggas sus (Wait)
Baby girl ride it like bus (Wait)
Know a niggas never been touched
Make a motherf*cker go dumb
I aint never settle for the crumbs
Told you never fiddle with the funds
Kiddies in the ghetto with the guns
Why you trying to f*ck up what we're doing?
Always stayed real
Never giving you lesser
Keeping some jewels in a box on the dresser
Niggas stay foolish, dont ever address em
Moving in silence, dont f*ck with confessions
Hooked on my phonics, you're learning your lesson
Words is a weapon like Smith and-uh Wesson
Using the sonics to channel aggresion
Using the lyrics like more of a sketching
This is my payday
Aiming my shot with no AK
Im yelling mayday
Its going down where I stay aye
There goes my baby
She gon' hit me with that shake weight
I need that cake aye
She leaves it all on my face aye
Yall niggas sus (Wait)
Baby girl ride it like bus (Wait)
Know a niggas never been touched
Make a motherf*cker go dumb
I aint never settle for the crumbs
Told you never fiddle with the funds
Kiddies in the ghetto with the guns
Why you trying to f*ck up what we're doing?
Writer: Ismail Davis
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