Lyrics:
you on the block with him
I lost one n**** ima opp to him
Should I let shit slid or throw shots at him
I can not pretend
I'm locking in
I see how you
wrestling things I can't see
Sternum shot it's like a can't breathe
**Gasp**
Sink hole, sink hole, sink hole, sink hole
huh, wait
Bank role, bank role, bank
came across a gun
Infatuated by the sound
When the shots get sprayed, like
I'm about to take the
Streets through another phase
Look at my life (Look
I dead it (Banks)
Your engineer better be breaded (Banks)
Of course, of course
Pursue this shit all by myself (What)
My numbers I did with no help
FEARLESS (Explicit)
Take your best shot I'm a bartender
I might strip your chicken and they all tender
Got the belt and more rings than call
on this shit
('Cause this pain inside)
(It never seems to pass me) see I feel even more trapped
(I said it never seems to pass me by)
Yeah
Where'd we
yeah yeah
Inspired by God, the team, and the squad. We're true to the game, yeah yeah
I can't hit the brakes. Whatever it takes 'cuz' the money is
Caught a nigga by the front door
Homeboy light him up on the run from the oppos
More cheese, more guapo
And the clique move weight I'm the new El Chapo
don't wanna see the face
I'm surrounded by these fakes I don't wanna see the face
I'm surrounded by these snakes and they all choking my neck
I
I don't think, pound for pound
I don't think there's a more sincere
better guy in this fuckin' world than me
That did more for everybody
You
tee up time Iu0027m a chauffeur
Iu0027m a lioness I take pride in this
Iu0027d by lyinu0027 if I said I didnu0027t strive for best
I want success like
ever see again
I don't show love to you if you've never been my friend
I don't know people like that, is really what I said, yeah
One shot, two shot
Its that Livingstoner
Shots Shots Shots Shots
Shots Shots Shots Shots
Shots Shots Sh-Sh-Shots
They calling me the gunman nigga
If C-Z call the shot
With the same kitty that Diddy got, I feel like Big and Pac
Niggas out here wanna get me shot but I can't be stopped
Middle finger to the city cop, tried
about they got it
I’m the upper echelon, though
Bitch I‘m bout that action, you could go on with that convo'
I have done more than you dream bout
Got
'm the upper echelon, though
Bitch I'm bout that action, you could go on with that convo'
I have done more than you dream bout
Got your dream bitch and your
jaw diamond ring
Bitch don't hate me hate the bank, or snatch the G's that I take
Or hate my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I rotate
See people
jaw diamond ring
Bitch don't hate me hate the bank, or snatch the G's that I take
Or hate my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I rotate
See people
now what?
Let me see you in the trap, with a scrap
You talk shit pussy, nigga getting slapped
I get a couple kids, turn them into crack
And listen them
I'm the one who does 9 to 5
Hustlin' for my bread
While she's decidin' what dress to buy
Layin' around in my bed.
Goin' to the bank
She got me
Empty out the safe
I'm needin' all the money
I'ma empty out the bank
Call me Robin Hood
I'm in your hood
Ain't nothin' safe
Tell me what's a Kia
When
Drugs in my pocket
Please don't search me
If you do
Then we might have a problem
Put a bullet
In your intestinal column
You should know by now
I'm more
a strong staff
Its nothing for us to end yous a small task
And this is more math words on the warpath
I bank flows like a ball that went off glass
Over
even see the homie Short Bubble
Bank get fat and my whole account double
When I walk in a club bitches say "Oh God,
Is that you Todd?"
Me and my
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