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Intro 1
Am
Verse 1
Tryna make a dollar
when I only had some change
Seen inside a one -man cell,
I tighten up my brain
I can't fuck with all of y 'all,
no one came hard as I then came,
for sure I could've kept going,
but I made a lane for broke
That's what you supposed to do
If any n***a overstep,
I'll post your music
I know that this shit is a facade,
I ain't gon' let him fool me
I can't put my trust inside no broad,
I ain't gon' let him use me
I done put a heart inside my pocket,
and tell him I'ma use it
Go to sleep, we fuckin',
wake up, then we fussin'
Baby, we can't force it, lover on his course
I make you call my name
Me and money, Mary,
I'm takin' doubles,
cause I don't like to be down too much
But I still serve,
and I don't play around too much
Take my word,
We put in work,
Just to ride around and out on my low
Boys gon' make the four,
they dress my mama
For these war shows,
I'm just happy it ain't court
That shit, I ride Rari's, I don't horseplay
You keepin' your business clean,
everyone tryna endorse you
I'ma never stick my dick in,
I've been tryna build a fortune,
I've been playin' the trampoline,
If you wanna play,
that shit's so sour,
you know I woulda helped you
How the fuck you leavin'?
Without me, it ain't no goin' in
All the n***a told me it was free,
and ain't no askin'
Take it rollin', y gon' be slidin',
they say tell me tell
You gon' die,
I took the stairs
Lost some people on the way up,
but I don't even care
I can't keep you up for the night,
F
G
Am
Want to please your body, I
If it ain't no walk, then I drink Trish
Can't no promoter
book my bitch
Can't name a nigga from Chicago
ever say they took my shit
I can't post up like a killer,
Child support did me wrong,
tried to get me out of M
Only time I hear from them
when I post money on my gram
Went to her, man,
when she prayin'
My lawyers dogs, when I call,
they get richer by the case
I got n****s fuck with dog food
and get richer by the day
I know watch it, yo, she fake,
The industry ain't let me in,
the judge ain't let me travel then
Ain't no silent purse,
I might go take one of them castles in
And I know some hoes that run they mouth,
that's why I don't ever see him
G
Am
All my diamonds, G .I .A. Certified gen
No cap, got a top -tier bitch,
she my side bitch
Bitches from the trenches
claim they kids on they taxes
How you dressin' better
than your kids?
You need your ass kicked
he matchin' with his cash
Take it rolly off when you slidin',
they say, me, tell
You gon' die,
or you go to jail
I took the stairs
Lost some people on the way up,
but I don't even care
I can't keep it both for the night
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