Sem God
Roly on me I don't keep the play
Now I don't want it you can keep the change
Funny how some people change
But my money up so I cannot complain
My bitch just changed for another 20
So I went and copped her a phony one
A nigga rock that dirty sex
No bitch that ain't a phony one
Free vans I been on mens
And I was stressed like everyday
Sip a pine like everyday
18 months on a fair case
These diamonds on me ain't that fake
A nigga touch one I'll up the murder rate
Sending nigga to the pearly gates
But tryna take this rollie with a pearly face
My ex bitch is all into feelings
Cuz my new bitch really made a killing
She try to tell a nigga pick and choose
A told a bitch she must of blew fuse
When I say I stand on I was into trap till the grams go
Can't get 'em back my mans go
Recipe smoke for my grams go
Got the row set and the yellow go
Yeah and then got the white suit
With an asian bitch in tie foo
Nigga I feel like I got the right suit
Niggas had it on me and I know they mad
Fuck the niggas they ain't got it bag
If they be humble nigga I'ma brag
Cuz I come from nothing I was on my ass
The force still got the paper plate
Trying to duck all the paper trace
That's a date to chess that's a date to date
At the market ben then he change the face
I spent the whole week in a D
With baby face and GT
There's all my niggas peace
Salute the real niggas on the east
I'm just a real nigga from the east
You was never really into streets
You was never really into beef
Push start I don't need a key
I got love for the bang gang
Pay will on the in MI's
Bugs and shreck ain't mo
I couldn't wait till mum came home
Got thug love up in LA
I love to see my niggas having things
If a corn bought more chains
Put the money down that's small change
I remember my first show
Everybody was a no show
I remember my first hoe
She changed my life in a month though
The biggest day for my neighborhood
You ain't ever been in a neighborhood
Ain't this shit for the neighborhood
I've been giving back to the neighborhood
Just making sure that my neighbors good
Floor seats towards play the woods
I'm getting trip cur sitting on the walls
I've been a rave and then blow a wood
Now I don't want it you can keep the change
Funny how some people change
But my money up so I cannot complain
My bitch just changed for another 20
So I went and copped her a phony one
A nigga rock that dirty sex
No bitch that ain't a phony one
Free vans I been on mens
And I was stressed like everyday
Sip a pine like everyday
18 months on a fair case
These diamonds on me ain't that fake
A nigga touch one I'll up the murder rate
Sending nigga to the pearly gates
But tryna take this rollie with a pearly face
My ex bitch is all into feelings
Cuz my new bitch really made a killing
She try to tell a nigga pick and choose
A told a bitch she must of blew fuse
When I say I stand on I was into trap till the grams go
Can't get 'em back my mans go
Recipe smoke for my grams go
Got the row set and the yellow go
Yeah and then got the white suit
With an asian bitch in tie foo
Nigga I feel like I got the right suit
Niggas had it on me and I know they mad
Fuck the niggas they ain't got it bag
If they be humble nigga I'ma brag
Cuz I come from nothing I was on my ass
The force still got the paper plate
Trying to duck all the paper trace
That's a date to chess that's a date to date
At the market ben then he change the face
I spent the whole week in a D
With baby face and GT
There's all my niggas peace
Salute the real niggas on the east
I'm just a real nigga from the east
You was never really into streets
You was never really into beef
Push start I don't need a key
I got love for the bang gang
Pay will on the in MI's
Bugs and shreck ain't mo
I couldn't wait till mum came home
Got thug love up in LA
I love to see my niggas having things
If a corn bought more chains
Put the money down that's small change
I remember my first show
Everybody was a no show
I remember my first hoe
She changed my life in a month though
The biggest day for my neighborhood
You ain't ever been in a neighborhood
Ain't this shit for the neighborhood
I've been giving back to the neighborhood
Just making sure that my neighbors good
Floor seats towards play the woods
I'm getting trip cur sitting on the walls
I've been a rave and then blow a wood
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Phillip Beasley
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