Keezy on this bitch, nigga
Cuz said he need him gone, I text him back like
Sayless, really came up from the bottom
Used to shop at Payless, my granny close to God
She always tell me, Stay blessed, it's okay to work a job
Long as you stack your paycheck, only reason he got robbed
Cuz he was playin' with the set, couple bitches wanna f*ck
You gotta pay me for the sex, I'm a real street nigga
We trap hard and invest, and you ain't really touch the work
If you ain't put it through the press
I put family over money, and put money overhead
Don't show her no respect, won't even f*ck her in my bed
He keep sayin' he want smoke, this shit get uglier than meg
A hundred in this toaster, he gone die bout my bread
Nigga, I stay with my chopper, I might tat it on my forehead
The junkies say the dope hit quick, but it ain't got no legs
She pigeon-toed, I'ma f*ck that bitch until she bowleg
Make her cook me breakfast, then I crack her like a egg
I'm just tryna chase my dream, they was hatin' on my team
We was out here ready to slide, they was tryna keep the peace
They put my mama out the house, she couldn't even pay the lease
I was livin' day-to-day, didn't even know where Imma sleep
Now I stay wherever I want, might pay her lights to go to sleep
She think I'm the type she need, but I'm the type that like to cheat
I can't help it, bae, I know I'm f*cked up, at least I'm honest
Ain't no better way, asked her can I come and f*ck tomorrow
She said yesterday, I be playin', but I'm for real
Don't really got no time to chill, three bands of month, and that's on bills
When I feel like they don't wanna help me win
I know God will, and even when nobody ready to spin
I know my rod will, it's just me trap and the Glock
It's just me, myself, and I, I ain't good at makin' friends
Don't like to talk, and plus I'm shy, God bless me with this talent
And sometimes I wonder why, I just do this for my family
We gon' trap until we die
Cuz said he need him gone, I text him back like Sayles
Really came up from the bottom, used to shop at Payless
My granny close to God, she always tell me stay blessed
It's okay to work a job, long as you stack your paycheck
Only reason he got robbed, cause he was playin' with the set
Couple bitches wanna f*ck, you gotta pay me for the sex
I'm on real street, nigga, we trap hard and invest
And you ain't really touch the work if you ain't put it through the..
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Keezy on this bitch, nigga
Cuz said he need him gone, I text him back like
Sayless, really came up from the bottom
Used to shop at Payless, my granny close to God
She always tell me, Stay blessed, it's okay to work a job
Long as you stack your paycheck, only reason he got robbed
Cuz he was playin' with the set, couple bitches wanna f*ck
You gotta pay me for the sex, I'm a real street nigga
We trap hard and invest, and you ain't really touch the work
If you ain't put it through the press
I put family over money, and put money overhead
Don't show her no respect, won't even f*ck her in my bed
He keep sayin' he want smoke, this shit get uglier than meg
A hundred in this toaster, he gone die bout my bread
Nigga, I stay with my chopper, I might tat it on my forehead
The junkies say the dope hit quick, but it ain't got no legs
She pigeon-toed, I'ma f*ck that bitch until she bowleg
Make her cook me breakfast, then I crack her like a egg
I'm just tryna chase my dream, they was hatin' on my team
We was out here ready to slide, they was tryna keep the peace
They put my mama out the house, she couldn't even pay the lease
I was livin' day-to-day, didn't even know where Imma sleep
Now I stay wherever I want, might pay her lights to go to sleep
She think I'm the type she need, but I'm the type that like to cheat
I can't help it, bae, I know I'm f*cked up, at least I'm honest
Ain't no better way, asked her can I come and f*ck tomorrow
She said yesterday, I be playin', but I'm for real
Don't really got no time to chill, three bands of month, and that's on bills
When I feel like they don't wanna help me win
I know God will, and even when nobody ready to spin
I know my rod will, it's just me trap and the Glock
It's just me, myself, and I, I ain't good at makin' friends
Don't like to talk, and plus I'm shy, God bless me with this talent
And sometimes I wonder why, I just do this for my family
We gon' trap until we die
Cuz said he need him gone, I text him back like Sayles
Really came up from the bottom, used to shop at Payless
My granny close to God, she always tell me stay blessed
It's okay to work a job, long as you stack your paycheck
Only reason he got robbed, cause he was playin' with the set
Couple bitches wanna f*ck, you gotta pay me for the sex
I'm on real street, nigga, we trap hard and invest
And you ain't really touch the work if you ain't put it through the..
Cuz said he need him gone, I text him back like
Sayless, really came up from the bottom
Used to shop at Payless, my granny close to God
She always tell me, Stay blessed, it's okay to work a job
Long as you stack your paycheck, only reason he got robbed
Cuz he was playin' with the set, couple bitches wanna f*ck
You gotta pay me for the sex, I'm a real street nigga
We trap hard and invest, and you ain't really touch the work
If you ain't put it through the press
I put family over money, and put money overhead
Don't show her no respect, won't even f*ck her in my bed
He keep sayin' he want smoke, this shit get uglier than meg
A hundred in this toaster, he gone die bout my bread
Nigga, I stay with my chopper, I might tat it on my forehead
The junkies say the dope hit quick, but it ain't got no legs
She pigeon-toed, I'ma f*ck that bitch until she bowleg
Make her cook me breakfast, then I crack her like a egg
I'm just tryna chase my dream, they was hatin' on my team
We was out here ready to slide, they was tryna keep the peace
They put my mama out the house, she couldn't even pay the lease
I was livin' day-to-day, didn't even know where Imma sleep
Now I stay wherever I want, might pay her lights to go to sleep
She think I'm the type she need, but I'm the type that like to cheat
I can't help it, bae, I know I'm f*cked up, at least I'm honest
Ain't no better way, asked her can I come and f*ck tomorrow
She said yesterday, I be playin', but I'm for real
Don't really got no time to chill, three bands of month, and that's on bills
When I feel like they don't wanna help me win
I know God will, and even when nobody ready to spin
I know my rod will, it's just me trap and the Glock
It's just me, myself, and I, I ain't good at makin' friends
Don't like to talk, and plus I'm shy, God bless me with this talent
And sometimes I wonder why, I just do this for my family
We gon' trap until we die
Cuz said he need him gone, I text him back like Sayles
Really came up from the bottom, used to shop at Payless
My granny close to God, she always tell me stay blessed
It's okay to work a job, long as you stack your paycheck
Only reason he got robbed, cause he was playin' with the set
Couple bitches wanna f*ck, you gotta pay me for the sex
I'm on real street, nigga, we trap hard and invest
And you ain't really touch the work if you ain't put it through the..
Writer: LaQuinta Childress
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