Tully C - M.W.T.C Lyrics

Woke up early morning tryna get the dough
Niggas know
I been out here grinding since I hit the floor
Hit the door
Told momma I be back in November
It's a super cold winter
Thot girl summer
I'm in all my gold
Swervin through, each and every lane
I'm a big f*cking deal, these niggas know my name
Almost had to kill a nigga, thinking it's a game
I got all my guns on me, like its low down dirty shame
Never catch me slipping
Got a bunch bitches, now I'm pimping
I been nice
You can really call this shit tradition
I hate losing, so ever since
Nigga I been winning
You can't stop me
You can't copy
Nigga I'm different, to say the least
Nigga you a walking contradiction
Put myself on, got them thangs
And then I got to flippin
Who you know, did more than most
Rain, sleet or snow
Now I shine, each & every time
Murder was the crime muthaf*cka!

The rich rappers is broke, the broke rappers is rich
Some how it all makes sense
I'm in all my gold
Swervin through, each and every lane
I'm a big f*cking deal, these niggas know my name

It's getting spooky outside, no man is safe from
Feel like I'm Tookie outside, nigga I'm 8'1
When all the hustlers here my verses they gon take some, huh
A legend in my city, I'm the great one
Gotta get back to my business
You looking like a witness
And I ain't talking LeBron, Kobe, Michael, you tripping
It's like a present in my presence
They'll tell you I'm gifted
She call me and leaving texts
All them messages missing
Uh, uh
I thought you knew me better
I do it big nigga copped a new coogie sweater
Look who in debted to us, ya crew never could touch
The few niggas who ahead of the bunch, ahhh
The rich rappers is broke, the broke rappers is rich
Some how it all makes sense
I'm in all my gold
Swervin through, each and every lane
I'm a big f*cking deal, these niggas know my name

Smoking vegan, I'm on the road, home for the weekend
Bitches know I'm on, now they speaking
Would you believe I remember when they wouldn't believe em
100g's, my eye bleeding, looking like a heathen, uh
Balenciaga kicks and hoodies like I'm thieving, uh
But this ain't even half the team and, Magic/Kareem
And, I'm worthy of all things, let's count the rings and
Split up the profit down the middle I would never scheme em
Haha, my fingers crossed, f*ck I left em leaning
Check my demeanor, now we toasting to all our achievements, nigga
Toast to all my achievements, with one call, a body bag yo you still breathing?

Yeah
Cocky
I'm the Championship, Rocky
Super dope, I should be inside the pot, G
Top 3
You the type to die over a bitch, not me
Stunt so hard, make a opp wanna pop me
His bitch, know every word
So now he want her to block me
With one wrong move, will have the Feds come knocking
Was a kid when they was texting the codes inside of the beepers
For what dey want, where to meet up
Hittin Jay's with the Ether
Its so hard tryna keep the money a secret
I'm running out of spots, I don't even know where to keep it
Audi truck or could Jeep it
VVS all the pieces
Lafa killing the game
All gold everything, I'm grieving

I'm in all my gold
Swervin through, each and every lane
I'm a big f*cking deal, these niggas know my name