Lyrics:
Made
MR
I was in the trap
Counting paper til I got a call
From Metronome
He said big bra
Won’t you check ya phone
I got a fire track
I wanna get you
Gotta get myself a bag by any means
Started trapping, I was young, get myself them benjamins (Cha-Ching)
Gotta make it out the trench, find a way, no
expressing pain
Nobody asked why I said it
They all just shit on my name
This never was a fair game
They all just think I’m insane
Forced me to play by your
am him
I hang you out helicopter you aint fly as him
I love flexing, only class I ever passed was gym
Im on ya ass
Tap the gas
And then I’m passing him
find out my angle
I'm no angel far from hater if I show love don't mind no favors
Call me Buffy I'll slay ya got you locked up in the crater
On thin ice
cap)
I gotta hella hunnits (Them racks)
I shoot from my stomach
Nawfside Niggas
They pullin that trigga
Them niggas official
Ride by my lonely
in my face, or I told you to get out my way
I don't see what's the big deal nowadays
People mess with my music, stay out my way
Ten gang, count it is,
on the dick and she be geekin'
Liquor in my cup got me geekin'
Everybody always geekin'
I've been geekin'
Liquor in my cup tho
She wanna make love but I don't
my chest
With a bench press, big mistake couple days and I was breathless
Climbing up the stairs like it's Kiliman
Had my mother scared it was killing
This nigga know that I got hoes
But he still gon suck my clit
That's what happens when a nigga fall in love with a real bitch
He was cheating he was
Always been scared of myself
Cos my mum told me, I was a man by the age of six
Started to see like nobody else
Although I didn't have a license
Boy,
I don't have no competitors
Getting tired of the rich boy privilege
That's trying to take culture away from the Predators
Big bitch and I loom like
it up
Cheddar me
Truffle macaroni
She love me
Paid a fee
To push up on it
Moving smoove
Keep yo' cool
Kill you dead for some bread and a name
Known you
Big Jeeta Nigga
Tap on
Yeah I get to the bag I don't mean to brag
Turn up got this shit on full blast
A lot Change from the past
When I was broke
Ordered books through Trolls
And scholastic
Mary Lou made us love gymnastics
Optimus died
I wanted to stop cartoons
Til I got envious of the rich
Watching
All my dreams failed by the age of thirteen
You think that I’m winning, they gon move on to the next thing
And that means
I’m worth nothing
I see you’ve
heart cold but her body fire
Like it's April fool's mehn this girl a liar
A big rich town I hustle just to get the power
The money comes first,
putas se encueran
My heart it turned cold
I don't love these hoes ever
I got a bad bitch, I cannot fuck with a average
I do the most I'm a savage
Smoke
Hehehehehehehe
Jerry on the beat
Drigga hit the rich give back to the poor
Drigga hit stick ray lewis on ah job
Drigga right back cause Drigga want
This is where I ride from
Looking in your eyes and I can tell that there's no lights on
Driving no license pull up you crying
Definition get rich
if I wanna she can tell that I'm rich
Just by looking at the jewelry on my neck
Lil nigga I ain't with that bullshit
Boy I call my hitta' up he pull up
mentor no guidance just blinded by diamonds
Just living for rhyming forget my religion
For birds in the kitchen
My homie in prison I'm miss him
Pause
Shed
slower
Big blunt tokin
Sativa what i’m smokin
Dope got me chokin
Hoes i be ghostin
Blunts by the ocean
Puff and im holdin
Desert eagle stainless
And it’s
on a big plate
For them days ain't have shit aye
Ain't stopping till I'm rich aye
Outsiders can't infiltrate
Bad mouthing till ya shit break
I was popping
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