Knocturnal

Use to keep a street sweeper Bumping nelly country grammar I ain't talking home improvement When talking nail and hammers Have these niggas moonwalking Like they name is michael jackson Made some money when i woke up Still i feel no satisfaction Big speaker lotta volume But you never catch me jamming 60 40 on consciemment Is how a nigga started trapping Know some niggas That scamming and finessing Throwing confetti Ima hit you for the re up And hit back up when it's ready I be fucking on hoes Putting work up in they pussy How you acting gangsta But yo soul is really pussy No tomorrow be the mob And i be loyal to my niggas Make a spread out Ramen noodles With hot cheetos in it Give me a min while eat And ima rob you when i'm finish All that barking you be doing But you timid when in public I that play that well disrespect Death on arrival 9 years old i had a 9 Before i ever had a bible I chose and not selected Taught to use that lethal weapon Gotta watch out for them snakes It's hella money in section She fell in a killa She ain't never did a crime All it took her was guidance And that money on her mind This for my niggas Nocturnal Doing numbers in the trap Yo baby mama and her friends Want that old ko back She fell in a killa She ain't never did a crime All it took her was guidance And that money on her mind This for my niggas Nocturnal Doing numbers in the trap Yo baby mama and her friends Want that old ko back I can show you how to get it Any product i can hustle Stay alert around them people And that'll keep you out of trouble I used to slang it by the gram A tiny solider Been through wars Og taught be strategic And keep ten toes to the floor I'm pressing the gas No tomorrow Leave yo sorrows in the past I'm to the bag Cheer myself up with some money When I'm sad Fuck my bitches when im anger My frustrations out on pussy Bitch don't call me by my government Stop acting like you know me My lil homegirl she be working She can get you a new condo Slang them wigs And get you gas But she only talking in hunnids You can trust me round ya money But can't trust me round ya wife Say she love my music Shawty sucked me liked it saved her life She fell in a killa She ain't never did a crime All it took her was guidance And that money on her mind This for my niggas Nocturnal Doing numbers in the trap Yo baby mama and her friends Want that old ko back