Lyrics

I done took all kinds of risks Got jammed when I hit that lick Being broke what made me this Lost hope couldn't pay my rent Seventy five racks for the chain and piece Made five hunnid thou' wasn't gave to me Spent two hunnid bands don't say I'm cheap This Moncler coat was made for me Two tone bust down cuban New AP and I wear that shit faithfully FN got it on me right now Nigga don't be stupid Better not play with me On my mama I been slangin iron When it's time to dance that choppa they made for me Fuck nigga hatin get away from me Lil bitch he get dipped didn't pay the fee No cap go ask the streets Like Tiger Woods I put a hole in one My opps wish I don't show up But look me, I'm like I hope he come Famous gangsta I get money but on tv Feel like I'm Oprah son My casket I won't open one Got bodies better show me some Radio won't play my song It's like they want me to sell my soul or something Cause they know what I rap is real They know that these facts They can't control Osama Everybody don't like you son but it's okay I know you told me mama Thou shall not be overcomed Ask God why he made me the chosen one For the times that I ain't have shit Onna gang I'ma chase that paper Drop dick in another nigga bitch Man this hoe keep fuckin my day up I'm runnin to the money when I wake up cake up And I ain't worried bout nothin I got my cake up fuck a hater I ain't worried 'bout nothing All my opps gone get dropped the day I touch that gun I ain't sparing shit Won't even spare my day ones He can get it too She can get it too I'm sorry I smoke women too I'm sorry we can't fuck with you All of y'all went against the grain We ain't riding no niggas dicks We won't even go run a train I don't gotta wear a pinky ring Bitches still gone suck the dick the same I don't even read comments I get tired of seeing these niggas hatin I might not make it tomorrow These bitches gone know that I'm ballin today I made ten thousand today And I was just sittin in my new bitch face Took the ball got back in the car I live my life like a movie star We don't give a fuck about who you are I'll crash out to do the job I don't never read the bible But I'll never turn the other cheek If a nigga ever fuck with me He won't never live another week They ask us like why you ain't kill shawty You know that we wanted to kill - You know how this shit is shawty Sometimes we gotta chill shawty But do not just think we forgot I think that he should be shot Runnin things from the top We ain't fuckin with no opps We ain't fuckin with these fuck niggas I think we done had enough with 'em Got them pistols in the truck wit us Turn your block to the block nigga Got my name off of Heron Got my hoodie on for Trayvon Nah this ain't really for Tre I'm tryna find where he stay Where he at we gone air it out We been looking for bad guy That nigga tryna beef with me He won't never get no sleep They know I'm smart they know I'm slick They know I'm rich that's a song bitch I can get any nigga hit Don't give a fuck bout the rap shit Ask them niggas do I give a fuck Ask them niggas do I gotta cap Back when they was in the studio I was already a millionaire For the times that I ain't have shit Onna gang I'ma chase that paper Drop dick in another nigga bitch Man this hoe keep fuckin my day up I'm runnin to the money when I wake up cake up And I ain't worried bout nothin I got my cake up fuck a hater
Writer(s): Melvin A. Noble Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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