Lyrics
Keep motivated
And I'm over the counter
My block I can't dishonor
Run 'em down John Connor
Massive, massive, massive
Run 'em down John Connor
If my bank get fill with robbers and I'm over the counter
My block I can't dishonor, run 'em down John Connor
Shoot like Matty Bonner
Bands taller than a toddler, his money talking proper
If my bank get fill with robbers and I'm over the counter
My block I can't dishonor, run 'em down John Connor
Shoot like Matty Bonner
Bands taller than a toddler, his money talking proper
If I went broke tomorrow then my chain have to pawn it
To be honest reason why I got it
If bro says get him gone, it get dirty like the swamp
Youngins screaming put me on, put me on, put me on
My rap sheet like a hill, I don't bother go for bail
He say he be gettin money but don’t know who’s on the bill
Need to get no separate bills, we came far from sharin' meals
I worked traps and not the till, he get wet and he get filled
Seeing Wassi in my dreams got me fuckin up my morning
I miss my bro so everything I do is for him
These demons steady callin'
These demons get annoyin'
If my bank get fill with robbers and I'm over the counter
My block I can't dishonor, run 'em down John Connor
Shoot like Matty Bonner
Bands taller than a toddler, his money talking proper
If my bank get fill with robbers and I'm over the counter
My block I can't dishonor, run 'em down John Connor
Shoot like Matty Bonner
Bands taller than a toddler, his money talking proper
Bullets made his heart drop like a coaster
Bullets burnt his back just like a toaster
Drinkin dead ops so we like to pour up
Dead ops, dead ops
Og's in the hood drinkin' Coronas
Corona
Pass that Glizzy to my shooter like I'm point guard
Kyrie
That revi watch the sea just like a coast guard
Coast guard
I don’t work a 9 to 5, that shit be too hard
Too hard, too hard, too hard
They pay stubs to get 'em off my radar
Serve 'em like a waiter
Like a waiter, waiter, waiter, waiter
North Side boys they kick your top then read the paper
Split to the cash cause I don't pace 'cause I am paid son
Dope yellow like the guess jersey on Lakers
I'm Pressa don't forget
Diamonds look like meth
Trappin' after ten
So Icy since O'ten
Of cource I try to holla 30 karats around my neck
Round my neck
Diamonds shine so bright it gon' wake her out of bed
If my bank get fill with robbers and I'm over the counter
My block I can't dishonor, run 'em down John Connor
Shoot like Matty Bonner
Bands taller than a toddler, his money talking proper
If my bank get fill with robbers and I'm over the counter
My block I can't dishonor, run 'em down John Connor
Shoot like Matty Bonner
Bands taller than a toddler, his money talking proper
Written by: Quinton Gardner
