Lyrics:
the only way they ever showed
I got this emptiness inside that got me fighting for approval because I missed out on my daddy saying, way to go,
Ain't get
happen
Look at his face he cappin'
I ain't stupid, wet up ya clothes with a
Big nose it ain't mucus
This thot I got from St louis
Gave the whole crew head
also
People were like this, started talking about the ghost production
But that's how I got in the game
If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't be here
So
It’s gonna be worth all the trouble You’ve heard it before
Ain't no pain, ain’t no gain
I’m grabbing this shit by the throat
Ain’t no fucking with me hoe
good brother gone niggas should be ashamed
It ain't worth killin' niggas over no watch and chain (it ain't)
They caught the kid who did it, that nigga
good for me (ooh)
I got you your condo, then got you your car
Girl, you know I remember that
If it wasn't for me, hoe
You wouldn't have seen
Louis, go get it
Loubs with the spikes, she get it
Everything I got, she gettin' it, yeah
Bentley sedan, she get it
Hop out the Benz, she gettin' it
fill it up with midgets man
I mean the good I know is show and it ain't come from rappin money
Ten bands, all tens, nigga that's my trap money
I got
sell clothes
That chick know she bad
Tell by the Chloe bag she ain't no hoodrat
She ain't gotta prove that
I peep the McCartney's
Stella got her groove
I'm one man
I just did it for my mom, finna do it for my dad
And I ain't even sell my soul, imagine what I coulda got for that
I made something out
Good God, hell mercy she bad
She got bombs on that ass I'mma need a whole SWAT team for all of that
Yeah, yeah, and I'm so glad
Just pulled a yellow
my soda (soda)
Louis V Virgil laces look like Wockhardt (yeah)
They told me I wasn't gon' make it if you ain't grind hard (hard)
Look at how far
boys, plus I make paper
Come on, that's old news, yesterday's paper (nice)
Oh, you talkin', what about?
If it ain't how I kept you studded out
You
living so fly I could give my dad a call
Damn right
Good life
Nigga this ain't bad at all Nah
It's not so bad at all
The good life
It's not so bad at all
the hall
It's already understood, that I'm buying out the mall
I got six homies with me, and at least two freaks
Man we looking for the Louis
I’m here for a good time
No stress and no bad vibes
D dog dem in some bad ride
Man pocket fat and it feel fine
Champagne poppin
Spliff man ah roll up
we ain't gon' never play by the rules
Made that lil' bitch get up out the room
I got on Dolce Gabbana from next year
Fuck the airport, I get called
made it
Let's talk about the good and the bad times
Go in my pocket pull out lent man i ain't have a dime
Couldn't pay the bills shit got real but nobody
boys, plus I make paper
Come on, that's old news, yesterday's paper (nice)
Oh, you talkin', what about?
If it ain't how I kept you studded out
You
drive by stop on him
Cash on his head had it out for him
Tag on his head cash out for him
Nae Nae got the bag
Hoes pouch toting
When you see the numbers
(she super nasty)
Thick bitch, love it when she throw that ass
(Love it when she throw that ass)
Got me a bad bitch (got me a bad bitch)
Ooh, got
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
If it's all about a check then I'm bout that
Her nails
on smash, eighteen karats
Little overweight, hit the gym, let's go get the abs in
Louis belt hangs on the waist, it ain't even fastened
I'm trying to get
, helped me figure out another plan
It got bad, so bad
Nah, I ain't fucking love that, man
Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag
True story,
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