Writing
RGN Wayne
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I'm always ridin', she cannot see me I told her I'd chase that dough She said she like my flow I told her I'ma chase that sack Got guns that come from Iraq Spend the paper and I'll make it right back Know some killers that stay in the trap Always up ain't got time to relax Ballplayers always stay strapped In the kitchen, I whip the Pyrex Take a brick and then fresh off the pack I don't like the way that you flex Hold on, got a stunt on my ex She broke a nigga heart, can't hold that on Why you confessin' when I'm on my own Check my bag so I know my worth She got a hidden 30 in her purse You don't get to clappin' and stuff start to happen So the reason I don't f*ck with her They don't be tellin' me it's hurting her Take a trip, gon' ride an off-skirt She steady be talkin' her way to pipe down Baby look cute even when she frown Nice skin tone but her skin color brown (Oh yeah, Oh Yeah) I'm always ridin', she cannot see me I told her I'd chase that dough She said she like my flow I told her I'ma chase that sack Got guns that come from Iraq Spend the paper and I'll make it right back Know some killers that stay in the trap Always up and got time to relax Ballplayers always stay strapped In the kitchen, I whip the Pyrex Take a brick and then fresh off the pack Young nigga, I done came from the streets Told the bitch bow down to her knees Got a bitch and she straight from the hood I'm not wifing her, ho, she not good Told my bro, don't stress no more Got a tree and it's fresh off the boat Feel like New Orleans, I'm on a float Bro so high, got him blowing straight O's Just got the pack, watch me make it all flip Told that ho to run my chip In a Corvette, I'ma do the dash Got me goin' too fast, I'm on they ass Don't know how much my pockets fat All I know is get the racks Eighth grade I was broke as f*ck Tryna figure out how I'ma make a buck I didn't even have none to eat Stomach was empty on E Demons all in my dreams Waking me up from my sleep Gunfire watch me ride the beat I wear this track like a pair of cleats I'm always ridin', she cannot see me I told her I'd chase that dough She said she like my flow I told her I'ma chase that sack Got guns that come from my Iraq Spend the paper and I make it right back Know some killers that stay in the trap Always up and got time to relax Ballplayers always stay strapped In the kitchen, I whip the Pyrex Take a brick and then fresh out the pack
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