Lyrics:
started buggin, we used to cool at the mall
But on the S.T., the Sneak Tip, they prayed for my downfall
I used to cruise by in my rock and always hear them
swimmin' for that check
I be goin' hard with my dogs
Got that money just call
You know I'm pullin' up for that check
Shorty wanna chill, she so real pop
Blooming
Blooming
Blooming
I been getting money
That's why they're looking for me
Looking at my past
I been through it all
Looking for my soul
But
Bitch I'm paid bitch bitcha I'm paid
Hard body cocaine flow dope game never wrote more cane,
More to gain more money not a choke smoke.. cane,
More
what you don't have so far neither one's happened
But I was told by my peeps play your cards right
Spit hard, never look back, disregard hype
That
red
Sticking to the business
Sipping on Hennys
Doing my thing got me breaking records like Guinness
When you live in conditions it's hard for you
Money Coming In
Hella' Bags By The Bundle
Shawty Tryna' F**k Me
Thinking Ima' Buy Her Frontal
Dapper Every Time I Leave
This Drip Hard Like c
On G, things don't run we
Grind hard for the American cheese
Give me my money
Giddem giddem giddem
Energy full and you still gat feel am
I’m too high for
the
Shit back to the stolen car
Drive and park by the house is not too far
My gear was fat but still no money though
Talked to my homey then got
and park by the house is not too far
My gear was fat but still no money though
Talked to my homey then got fronted so
Stackin my shit, hustlin cash
Gotta get
the fame
Man I came here for the glory
When I'm said and done everybody know my story.
All about my cheese
Man I'm all about my cheddar
Running to the money
going hard
Most of these niggas become finish before it even started
My life a never be the same the streets left a nigga scared
I had to grind for this
D.O.A., D.O.A.
(Guess what)
On this journey, I was dead on arrival
Put me on a gurney, it’s a hard pill to swallow
I need an attorney, I swear on the Bible
you are in for a treat if you want some dinner
Pick me apart say I'm not that ni**a
I'm not a dealer
Say my keys, are not addictive
When the game
you are in for a treat if you want some dinner
Pick me apart say I'm not that ni**a
I'm not a dealer
Say my keys, are not addictive
When the game
a life
In my rush to hurry out the door to find another drink
Distracted by the hurt inside so much I could barely think
I went into a local bar to drink
you're not alone
This place is not our home, make your way to salvation
I'm a walkin' skeletal system, lookin' hard for my flesh
I'm a mess, smearin'
no tits yeah
I'll be straight willin
On every single girl yeah
Pearls breaking by the second
Do you wanna know the essence?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
too fast
I’m aiming for max
We ain't got no time to waste
I’m hitting the dab, when I see that we’re bout to crash
I preach like a pastor
Talk about
chance ima use it
If I get the fucking chance then ima use it
I'm in the booth spitting bars like ima pastor
Making videos on social media like an actor
ballin
Aura glow shinning like stars
How I glisten so hard
Got yo girl steady callin, uh
I came for the mantras and mudras
She came from the Kamasutra
harassing her for her cashapp
I ain't ask that, I'm just living life by a Kas Fact
The trap always jumping if you know the angles
Pieces reading you don't
an individual in this game,
Gotta join the mob if you wanna play,
You should know by now that ain’t for me,
I don’t wanna fit in with the crowd,
I levitate high
desecrates everything I hold sacred
But then again whos to blame for my sins
Percocet fever back away it's contagious
I do right by my friends and family
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