Lyrics:
see them hurting they puttin' they hands in
They didn't help wit a damn thing tho
I don't need help wit a damn thing
Made a new route for the family
beside
Don't fuck with new niggas no more, I didn't know you before nigga, no, you can't hop in my ride
Drive by and I rob, hip-hop for the guap
Sit back
nigga since I got rich
Shotoff, Gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix (yeah)
Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for
more
Need a new boyfriend
Someone who appreciate
All the things that makes me so great
I need a new boyfriend
Treats me like a superstar
Always
bought a brand new Birkin bag for my main thing
I got way more than I ever had, so no, I can't complain
No, you can't be my main, so baby, maintain
See,
Every day you see a new thing coming; an old thing going, it tells you that life is change
When you were five or six you started school, when you
harrison's
Presence, Mr weiss' presence
And all his nice wonderful
Friends and the thing is
I just wanna say Merry
Christmas to you all and, ah
A Happy New
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
own
I'm 5'10
She 5'10
Sitting on 8
You know what it is when I bring it home babe
First off that's all me
My lady She can't even walk by me
I put
day light
G-E-T-L-I-V-E alright
Trans-hypnotic robotic can't stop it
No limits to this style you know you can't lock it
First you mock it, rock it
you swimmin' with the koi
Five to Nine like Royce
Big money by choice (Fettyyy)
Big money by choice
NANI
NANI
Yo' bitch is joinin' my posse
NANI
NANI
researchers who work the extra shifts on the pentest
Those that can't get away and have nothing to get away to
Signed the first line, it was just nine to five
cool I think he thinks that thing too
I'm not idolizing him
I'm just preaching about him, my approval of him, it ain't new
It makes me sad how many
know
When I think of our untimely end
And everything we could have been
I cry, baby I cry
Okay so it's 5 am and I still can't sleep
Took some
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
I walked up in that bitch
With five, tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids on me (woo, woo)
YEcH, YEcH, cLL THINGS NEW,
YOU McKE cLL THINGS NEW
BECcUSE YOU REIGN,
OVER cLL THINGS
YOU REIGN,
OVERcLL LIFE YOU REIGN
YOU REIGN YOU REIGN X2
V
Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty
Five four three two one
Ok I guess you high again
You tell me you love my vibes
You beg me just to sing again
I can tell you really like me
By
to New York to play
They was busted by the pussy posse
And the prosecutor popped them in the pen
Put your foot on the rock
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
like you, barely gettin' by, my niggas
Barely gettin' by, my niggas
Ridin' in the hoop, doin' like five, my niggas
Tryna duck the five, my niggas
New
cows
Are a little late
And will be out of date by tomorrow
Her mother placed on virginity
Saying it was the holy place to be
For the things boys had
to complete us
Why you hate to work for it?
Went to work for it
See a nine to five was so jive turkey
But when Thanksgiving came
Checks didn’t hurt me you plead
I'mma kill by any means
Favorite sound, ching ching
I'mma spray a fake with my jeans
I'mma turn up with my team
New condo on seventeen (new condo hoe)
Line by line, time after time
Mind's runnin' constant so it's hard to find
A stable thing that I won't make a mess
What can I say, it's just
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