Funds

Um, as in... I came a long way Yeah, pussy ain't here, they be hatin' Ay, save man's hoes and he try takin' my bodies away Yeah, you know I had the team and my, my hood Everybody have to bite on these bitches... Walk-up at Saks and spent eighty grand It won't be the ops Broke ass nigga start to diss, he a fag Tell the young nigga just stop And I been getting money since I learned that I can Tell the one that wouldn't help me that it would cost mate I be switching up the mode on arrive, sayin'- Holding on to my pole on my side bae Different type of flex I don't need more cars (slime) Red, green flag, he a gang member (mine) That's my bruh, and I'ma paint with him He don' fuck a nigga up, keep a stain with him You ain't finna score shit, shouldn't have came with him Post up with the sticks, more gangstas Fake bitch, kill them all, they some lane switchers My clique sеnd them all at your main niggas Top of the business, I got morе points then a bing-bang Tat your arm up, 'fore you sure to lose kick-back Layin' on my grave, nigga, chain won't hit Scary ass nigga, got no aim, how you miss that? Murder through any hood, same with Big Hat? X shit, my little nigga, SoWee, bang cocktails White shit, talking to the killers up in Glendale You ain't got to check shit, that was the sick will Count a million cash got the time going slow Drugs keep a nigga calm from the shit I've seen Riding a wraith out through the night Told her to talk about how great is my necklace I'm keeping it clean (keepin' it clean) Shorty want me, her ex fuck with my ex Burst first time, had to tell the queen, stop that Boss up, 'cause I know that you 'bout that Can't let a nigga think you an outlet And then, then you can't get you a breadwinner Took the heart off of a K, left the head with her Standing on stage, in the back, got the dead one Already got my nigga just stalking, he a dead sinner Before I departed away from my soul Told her my son would stay with her He get shiz in this bitch and get hit with the stick Make sure that they lay in the grave with him Came through, shots out, called, "Home run, top bait rule" Keep your cool Standing on business, don't break no rules Never for a penny I ain't buying that cash, I get it rented I be on they ass 'til they burried in the sea I popped that boy, I'm mad, I ain't finish You was there for the lil' pussy, bitch ain't business Count a million cash got the time going slow Drugs keep a nigga calm from the shit I've seen Riding a wraith out through the night Told her to talk about how great is my necklace I'm keeping it clean Shorty want me, her ex fuck with my ex Burst first time, had to tell the queen, stop that Boss up, 'cause I know that you 'bout that Can't let a nigga think you an outlet And then, then, you can't get you a breadwinner Took the heart off of a K, left the head with her Standing on stage, in the back, got the dead one Already got my nigga just stalking, he a dead sinner Yo, yo, yeah, bang it Bitch Yo, yo (bitch) Count a million cash, got the time going slow, oh