It's crazy, crazy but it's true
Infatuated with my lifestyle, watered all my
Swag down Where bitches got they pants down, where niggas
Got they hands out I told lil bro you can't crash, nah we got
Too much to live for No niggas wake up doin' nothin', no niggas
Wake up killin' somethin' Me on the other hand, I'm sittin' back plottin
On some real money It's chill money, I need that deal money
A couple establishments, no I'm the one, yo man a f*ckin' bum
That shit embarrassing, they say trash is treasure
Boy, yo bitch is trash and you go cherish her
Niggas beefin' with no money, it's gon' cost
To have to bury you Go get the bag bro, f*ck the beef, that paper
Gon' take care of you You just thinkin' bout yourself, that shit
Gon' hurt your people dearly, Another child grew up with no father
Mama lost her baby, that's crazy The streets is lost, solid, tryna save em
I can't though, I'm reachin' greatness, changin' certain ways up
I tell my niggas be safe, not tell them stay dangerous
I was sleepin' double bunk, thinkin' bout land with six acres
Been through enough for both of us, jail or death, you cannot take it
Stop that playin' fake gangsta, shit so real I can't fake it
I can't even play it's shit, I'm supposed to have that I ain't got
We struggled a lot, I'm comin' from the bottom, need a million dollars
Like that's the bare minimum, they lied when they told me the ceiling limit
Can't let shit f*ck up my vision, I need ownership like Mike Illitch
Been way too humble, I'm done chillin', done tripping
Won't catch me around no f*ck niggas, you brought her out
With you looked at me once and wanted to come with me
Infatuated with my lifestyle, watered all my swag down
Where bitches got they pants down, where niggas got they hands out
Told lil' bro you can't crash, now we got too much to live for
No niggas wake up doin' nothin', no niggas wake up killin' somethin
Me on the other hand, I'm sittin' back plottin' on some real money
This chill money, I need that deal money, a couple establishments
No, I'm the one, your man a f*ckin' bum, that shit embarrassing
They say church is treasure, boy, your bitch is trash and you go cherish her
Wtm Solid - $treet Gospel Lyrics
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It's crazy, crazy but it's true
Infatuated with my lifestyle, watered all my
Swag down Where bitches got they pants down, where niggas
Got they hands out I told lil bro you can't crash, nah we got
Too much to live for No niggas wake up doin' nothin', no niggas
Wake up killin' somethin' Me on the other hand, I'm sittin' back plottin
On some real money It's chill money, I need that deal money
A couple establishments, no I'm the one, yo man a f*ckin' bum
That shit embarrassing, they say trash is treasure
Boy, yo bitch is trash and you go cherish her
Niggas beefin' with no money, it's gon' cost
To have to bury you Go get the bag bro, f*ck the beef, that paper
Gon' take care of you You just thinkin' bout yourself, that shit
Gon' hurt your people dearly, Another child grew up with no father
Mama lost her baby, that's crazy The streets is lost, solid, tryna save em
I can't though, I'm reachin' greatness, changin' certain ways up
I tell my niggas be safe, not tell them stay dangerous
I was sleepin' double bunk, thinkin' bout land with six acres
Been through enough for both of us, jail or death, you cannot take it
Stop that playin' fake gangsta, shit so real I can't fake it
I can't even play it's shit, I'm supposed to have that I ain't got
We struggled a lot, I'm comin' from the bottom, need a million dollars
Like that's the bare minimum, they lied when they told me the ceiling limit
Can't let shit f*ck up my vision, I need ownership like Mike Illitch
Been way too humble, I'm done chillin', done tripping
Won't catch me around no f*ck niggas, you brought her out
With you looked at me once and wanted to come with me
Infatuated with my lifestyle, watered all my swag down
Where bitches got they pants down, where niggas got they hands out
Told lil' bro you can't crash, now we got too much to live for
No niggas wake up doin' nothin', no niggas wake up killin' somethin
Me on the other hand, I'm sittin' back plottin' on some real money
This chill money, I need that deal money, a couple establishments
No, I'm the one, your man a f*ckin' bum, that shit embarrassing
They say church is treasure, boy, your bitch is trash and you go cherish her
Infatuated with my lifestyle, watered all my
Swag down Where bitches got they pants down, where niggas
Got they hands out I told lil bro you can't crash, nah we got
Too much to live for No niggas wake up doin' nothin', no niggas
Wake up killin' somethin' Me on the other hand, I'm sittin' back plottin
On some real money It's chill money, I need that deal money
A couple establishments, no I'm the one, yo man a f*ckin' bum
That shit embarrassing, they say trash is treasure
Boy, yo bitch is trash and you go cherish her
Niggas beefin' with no money, it's gon' cost
To have to bury you Go get the bag bro, f*ck the beef, that paper
Gon' take care of you You just thinkin' bout yourself, that shit
Gon' hurt your people dearly, Another child grew up with no father
Mama lost her baby, that's crazy The streets is lost, solid, tryna save em
I can't though, I'm reachin' greatness, changin' certain ways up
I tell my niggas be safe, not tell them stay dangerous
I was sleepin' double bunk, thinkin' bout land with six acres
Been through enough for both of us, jail or death, you cannot take it
Stop that playin' fake gangsta, shit so real I can't fake it
I can't even play it's shit, I'm supposed to have that I ain't got
We struggled a lot, I'm comin' from the bottom, need a million dollars
Like that's the bare minimum, they lied when they told me the ceiling limit
Can't let shit f*ck up my vision, I need ownership like Mike Illitch
Been way too humble, I'm done chillin', done tripping
Won't catch me around no f*ck niggas, you brought her out
With you looked at me once and wanted to come with me
Infatuated with my lifestyle, watered all my swag down
Where bitches got they pants down, where niggas got they hands out
Told lil' bro you can't crash, now we got too much to live for
No niggas wake up doin' nothin', no niggas wake up killin' somethin
Me on the other hand, I'm sittin' back plottin' on some real money
This chill money, I need that deal money, a couple establishments
No, I'm the one, your man a f*ckin' bum, that shit embarrassing
They say church is treasure, boy, your bitch is trash and you go cherish her
Writer: Wtm Solid
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