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Wallet (Freestyle) [feat. A.C. The Ruler] Video (MV)






Sudo Black - Wallet (Freestyle) [feat. A.C. The Ruler] Lyrics




Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

I been on this road for so long
I been on a mission tryna get it
And it seems that everything goes wrong
I ain't tryna make no excuses, cause confusion
With the same song
I don't give a f*ck if you feel me
If you really ain't my day ones

If you wasn't day one
Please don't come around
Nah I don't f*ck around
I just f*cking run the town
Real nigga we don't ever have to run our mouth
Cause we show what we do, by how we move
I don't have to explain nothing
Real nigga from the westside became something
I don't trust you 'cause you look plain suspect
And every time I talk you try to change the subject
I just peep game tho, I dont really talk about it
I just stay in my lane, I ain't tryna walk up out it
I just gotta make waves, watch niggas talk about it
Star on the boulevard, watch niggas walk around it
Huh

I been on this road for so long
I been on a mission tryna get it
And it seems that everything goes wrong
I ain't tryna make no excuses, cause confusion
With the same song
I don't give a f*ck if you feel me
If you really ain't my day ones

If you not my day one we don't like you
F*ck your cycle
Want the title
Put the cash up in the bible
Yeah we disciples, apostles
I got the rhythm and words
I do it so superb
Yeah I'm smoking on herb
I'm getting lifted up
You higher with me?
I'm getting lifted up
You higher with me?
I give 50
You know we shining blingy
These are dreams of mine
We do it so divine
You know the flows is flourished
We do it with a purpose
We do it till the death
I do it for the reps
I do it for my team
We getting lifted up
I ain't bo-flexing
You ain't learn your lesson
I guess that I'm the Ruler
Madoola cooler coolers
Like really who's cooler?
Like my son you need a booster
That means you're my son
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

I been on this road for so long
I been on a mission tryna get it
And it seems that everything goes wrong
I ain't tryna make no excuses, cause confusion
With the same song
I don't give a f*ck if you feel me
If you really ain't my day ones

If you wasn't day one
Please don't come around
Nah I don't f*ck around
I just f*cking run the town
Real nigga we don't ever have to run our mouth
Cause we show what we do, by how we move
I don't have to explain nothing
Real nigga from the westside became something
I don't trust you 'cause you look plain suspect
And every time I talk you try to change the subject
I just peep game tho, I dont really talk about it
I just stay in my lane, I ain't tryna walk up out it
I just gotta make waves, watch niggas talk about it
Star on the boulevard, watch niggas walk around it
Huh

I been on this road for so long
I been on a mission tryna get it
And it seems that everything goes wrong
I ain't tryna make no excuses, cause confusion
With the same song
I don't give a f*ck if you feel me
If you really ain't my day ones

If you not my day one we don't like you
F*ck your cycle
Want the title
Put the cash up in the bible
Yeah we disciples, apostles
I got the rhythm and words
I do it so superb
Yeah I'm smoking on herb
I'm getting lifted up
You higher with me?
I'm getting lifted up
You higher with me?
I give 50
You know we shining blingy
These are dreams of mine
We do it so divine
You know the flows is flourished
We do it with a purpose
We do it till the death
I do it for the reps
I do it for my team
We getting lifted up
I ain't bo-flexing
You ain't learn your lesson
I guess that I'm the Ruler
Madoola cooler coolers
Like really who's cooler?
Like my son you need a booster
That means you're my son
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Writer: Aaron Christopher, Craig Huff
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