Lyrics:
need a 100 bands
Get my N*$$*s off the street and go and buy some land
That’s the mission
That’s the goal
Stick to the plan
These N*$$*s f***kin up
out that's a dub now
I'm tired of showing love and get no love back
These n****s out here faking get no boss packs
They Never out here caking just want
pockets stay fat
Talk shit to me n***a get ya eye turned black
I heard these n****s talking shit but I don’t give a fuck
Go ask about me in my city,
Pay me my money you got me fucked up
I'm comin' after you
This life filled with dirty ass n****s and scammers
Lil boy dats the truth (Yuh!)
Pay me my
Gang
Ya Digg
Forever 2xs N****
YHL Forever
Got Cash
Im Flexing
Ice
My Necklace
The Bitch
She Messy
She Wont Stop Texting
These N****s
They Mad
They
Yea
It all starts in the hood, young n****s trynna turn an 8 ball to a milly, n****s dying everyday over pointless politics
It’s about time we break
about me
God, What I need from the bounty
To get fake n****s from ‘round me
Oooo
You can hear the pain in the song
‘Cus my voice steady screeching
Hear
Ratatouille for quids,
Run that calamari wit’ my n*****s,
And I cannot worry about these n****s (No)
Billing it big,
Baby we doing it big,
Two in a clip,
believed in y'all; the gift of my curse
Been told some foul s**t from n****s I'd support til the hearse
It's funny 'cause people change and rearrange then
don't feel bad
I mean just what I said yeah, ns off it
Sequenced lies half cooked second tries
Delete my number don't feel bad
I mean just what I said
spent a long time to get where I am
(ohh ahh)
And these niggas be hatin', I ride with F&Ns
(hmm)
Spent a long time, whoa oh
Ride with F&Ns, whoa oh
(Ayy,
Yea
Yea Yea
Im Balling Like Jordan Yea Yea
Im Whipping A Foreign Yea Yea
You N****s Is Boring Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Run Up Them Racks Like Yea Yea
All my life I had to get it
From trapping out Honda civics
I been at this for a minute
Know my real n****s gon feel this
You ain’t talking bout no
even ask the b*** to taste it, I been goin out people keep on askin am I famous , I been showing out I done spend a dub kus n****s hating on me ,
N****S P***Y ONLY TUFF ON COMPUTERS
I MIGHT RAP BUT THEY KNOW IMA SHOOTER
KNOW ITS A HIT IF IM WIT MACH-A-DO-YA
ON A DRILL WE GO RUGER 4 RUGER
I told myself n***a it’s now or never
I feel the pressure of success closing in so it ain’t no room for error
I hope you n****s in ya bag more so
Ima solid n***a that's as tuff as it gets/ I've hit stains with n****s that died, that Russian roulette/ Gotta pick up from a b***h tucked in Joliet/
Pre chorus
I slide on ah opp
And i smoke em he pork and he
These n****s ain’t with you
They aiming to hit you they
These bitches don't love me
My
out
N***a you if fucking with me
Or you fucking with G
N***a I'm blacking out
I got them passing out
N***a don't pass the loud
You n****s wouldn't give
da nie, zegt da nie
Hou nu toch 'ns gewoon uw muil
Hou nu toch 'ns gewoon uw bakkes
Hou nu toch 'ns gewoon uw muil
Hou nu toch 'ns gewoon uw bakkes
Bobo jidi cash onye muru nwa
Ns NSK! Sewey s, sewey SK
Ns NSK! Sewey s, sewey SK
Ns NSK! Sewey s, sewey SK
Ns NSK! Sewey s, sewey SK
Obollo afor,
bringing change
I'm concerned with making money while n****s' buying chains
So it's clear we ain't cut from the same cloth
Didn't wanna put me on, so I'm
my whip two seats
Had to get back on my s*** and get back in the booth
N****s be talking like I ain't the truth
Ran up a bat tryna get me some more
I
never lowered the bar, why you n****s missin (come on)
Some n****s play with this rap s**t
But Ill forever love this rap s**t
Ill forever love this rap
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