Testimony (feat. Boosie Badazz)

Lately I've been runnin' 'round chasin' millions

Usually I be runnin' 'round chasin' women, hey

But there's a lotta O's in the kitchen

We got a lot sold, yeah, we get it

You can't trust a soul in this business

There a lot of fake love and pretendin'

I swear I spent like a Rolls up in Lennox

Shit crazy, coulda had a roll before twenty

This is a whole 'nother twenty

I love when that money talk to me

Like your girl when we fuck she talk to me

She love when I bite on that pussy

If you're searchin' for love, keep lookin'

I'm so above these rookie

I'm so above they lookin'

Pour up a, pour up a cup for your ****

Straight out the mud like I grew up with them ****, yeah

A whole lot of pain I promise these ****

I don't fuck with no ****

Shit is not the same, I swear these **** is not the same

Everything changed, all you **** changed, yeah, yeah

This my testimony, yeah

I'm so obsessed with money

I gotta keep a weapon on me, yeah

I swear a **** gotta keep a weapon on me

I'm somewhere sippin' on it

My bitch always trippin' on me

Fake friend went missin' on me

But we ain't even trippin' on it, yeah

This my testimony, yeah

I swear I'm so obsessed with money, yeah

I gotta keep a weapon on me

This my testimony, yeah, hey, yeah

I keep mine ****

Boosie Badazz ****

I Boosie Badazz ****

Shit, when I was a local rapper

I traded out sex for money

Made my bitch write bad checks for money

Shoot off a **** whole neck for money

Kept a weapon on me

Had a lil man ego

Wishing I was Nino 'fore he turned rat though

Tried to whip it on my own in the kitchen at first

But it hurt when it didn't come back though

Old lady goin' crazy on me

I'm steady makin' babies on her

Got blessed made it off the corner

Now my other baby mommas now they hatin' on us

This my testimony

**** hittin' at me with them .45

Prayers every night that I don't die

Two .40's on my hip 'cause I go live

Warner Brothers on the line, this is 05

Now my friends gettin' a little jealous

Same motherfuckers who I used to shoot pellets

Stealin' out the pot saying Boosie boo selfish

If you steal from a **** to the cops you a teller

Diabetes, tired of stick it myself, ****

On lock down facing death ****

Came home blowed up then I got cancer

But God found the answer

This my testimony

Yeah, this my testimony, yeah

I'm so obsessed with money

I gotta keep a weapon on me, yeah

I swear a **** gotta keep a weapon on me

I'm somewhere sippin' on

My bitch always trippin' on me

Fake friend went missin' on me

But we ain't even trippin' on it, yeah

This my testimony, yeah

I swear I'm so obsessed with money, yeah

I gotta keep a weapon on me, hey

This my testimony, yeah, hey, yeah