Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fuck with the rumors and the allegations
My **** bustin' with no hesitations
[Verse 2]
Why you wanna turn on me?
Certified north west G
They said that money don't grow on trees
But make P's, yeah
Why you wanna turn on me?
Certified north west G
They said that money don't grow on trees
But make P's, yeah
[Verse 3]
I make **** wanna build a line
Killin' 'em, the city's mine
Runnin' through these hoes like some ribbons on a finish line
Now I'm connect
When I finish trimmin' the crop, my hands the same color as Shrek's
You **** see the buzz spreadin' like a rumor
But I had a buzz when I threw seven to my jeweler
The buzz spreadin' like a rumor
But I had a buzz when I threw seven to my jeweler
[Verse 4]
Why you wanna turn on me?
Certified north west G
They said that money don't grow on trees
But make P's, yeah
Why you wanna turn on me?
Certified north west G
They said that money don't grow on trees
But make P's, yeah
[Verse 5]
I make **** wanna build a line
Killin' 'em, the city's mine
Runnin' through these hoes like some ribbons on a finish line
Now I'm connect
When I finish trimmin' the crop, my hands the same color as Shrek's
You **** see the buzz spreadin' like a rumor
But I had a buzz when I threw seven to my jeweler
Used to get sent shot, now I run the block
Midnight, I been whippin' up since one o clock
Last year, I took a few losses
Still got 2010 money hidden in some shoe boxes
And all these **** hate the way I ball
Every flip put some P behind the painting on the wall
In the nighttime, my life's like Charlie Sheen's
Daytime, birds on me like Armani jeans
I pull strings, but I don't play guitars
'Bout to live crazy large, drive with 80 cars
I need a DB9, Pepsi blue
Penthouse in the sky with the jets in view
All you bandwagon **** fall back
I'm treatin' every package like a doormat
Stackin' P, handin' out pictures all day
You'll think I had a gallery
And I just got some new bitches
So my old girls invisible like Sue Richers, it's Nines
[Verse 6]
Why you wanna turn on me?
Certified north west G
They said that money don't grow on trees
But make P's, yeah
Why you wanna turn on me?
Certified north west G
They said that money don't grow on trees
But make P's, yeah
[Verse 7]
You wanna ride now
So all you little dick heads better pipe down
Talk a bag of crud until you see the mandem wild out, cuz
'Cause you know they take kindness for weakness
So I always got it just to leave a man speechless
Now I'm swimmin' in a deep blue sea
Drop ****, then ask lord forgive me
'Cause I will go and squeeze three
And air the whole scene out
Or I'll punch **** up, give 'em straight beat downs
You know it's Mister Don't-Give-A-Fuck
Leave **** laid out, nothing can't pick it up
So any time you say my name, you know them bells ring
Got **** straight shook, sayin', "Don't approach him"
I keep it loyal to them ****, 'cause the block built me
And any time I go to court, I plead not guilty
'Cause I'm the **** leanin' out the side door
Screamin' out ice city, boy, then I sky four
Burst quick, have a **** lookin' like bird shit
Flatline, nothing can't nurse it, swear
You know it's Young Capo spittin' bare ether
Bitches on my dick 'cause they see us with Tulisa
Guns on deck, when you see us, do a one step
I set pace, no time for a death threat
And ask Biggs, ask Max Manna will shutter
Big .45 Colt, pitch man proper
[Verse 8]
Why you wanna turn on me?
Certified north west G
They said that money don't grow on trees
But make P's, yeah
Why you wanna turn on me?
Certified north west G
They said that money don't grow on trees
But make P's, yeah
