Sticks & Banjos
HAHAHA
Boy, I been praying my whole life
Working my whole life to get where
The fuck I'm at right now
What the fuck man
Yea, Y'all know y'all fucked up
letting me sit so long man
Damn right
Cheff got that sauce nigga
Nigaas pull up with sticks and banjos
Guitars and shit
Light it up like candles
We gone get it lit
Get these niggas pissed
Came a long way from the bando
Remember I aint have shit
They gave me the work
It got handled
Just look at my wrist, wrist, wrist
I leave these bitches drowning
You see the drip
Water
Stack up like Pringles
Just getting these chips
Cash
Niggas showing fake love then it's B-Roll
Everybody getting clipped
You know I'm a fiend for the dough
So I got no means for these hoes
Niggas like to scheme on the low
Ughh
Always ready cause these niggas petty
Got a third eye open
Celly ringing like it's broken
Ride a Hellcat like it's stolen
Prayed my whole life for these moments
Couples steps back but I'm growing
I be doing the most when I go in
Cause you niggas aint enough
I'm calling your bluff
Big bucks on me when I touch down
They all wanna know what's up now
Came from the bottom
Went straight to the top
So they all look small when I look down
Watching out for the fake love
Never a loss, a lesson learned
You gone get it all when it's your turn
But I'm killing them all
Let the ones burn now
So fuck what you heard
I'm doing me
Got a flow colder than two degrees
You want the smoke
Then it's you and me
Did everything that they said i wouldn't
Even cut the head off the beast
Roy Penn on the beat
Foot on your neck for my green
Foot on your neck for my
Nigaas pull up with sticks and banjos
Guitars and shit
Light it up like candles
We gone get it lit
Get these niggas pissed
Came a long way from the bando
Remember I aint have shit
They gave me the work
It got handled
Just look at my wrist, wrist, wrist
When they tell me they love
It's lies
I know they ain't down for the ride
Stayed ten toes down
Making plays
Nigga, you ain't 'bout this life
Paid my dues to get where I'm at
And you ain't really 'bout that price
Don't worry 'bout me
Go get you some funds
Cause you ain't on my side
These niggas is broke
Got their eyes on me when I do my numbers
Im'a buss it
Do my dirt by my lonely
Simply 'cause I don't trust
These niggas be making assumptions
Pre-rolls at the functions
I had to take everything
Cause niggas never gave me nothing
Niggas be switching and flipping
Ain't nothing
I kept my distance
Flip this money
No mattress
Make this money do back flips
That right there that's magic
A nigga woke
But you Lacking
Im' a problem child
You should pack it up
The Henny God got me acting up
Just being me
What they mad for
Aint mean to drop none of these bags on you
Doing my own thing
Running it up
But I hit a lap on you
Shit
I had to get to the cash
Can't a damn thing hold me back
Getting to it
But I told you niggas I was comin back with
Sticks and banjos
Guitars and shit
Light it up like candles
We gone get it lit
Get these niggas pissed
Came a long way from the bando
Remember I aint have shit
They gave me the work
It got handled
Just look at my wrist, wrist, wrist
Boy, I been praying my whole life
Working my whole life to get where
The fuck I'm at right now
What the fuck man
Yea, Y'all know y'all fucked up
letting me sit so long man
Damn right
Cheff got that sauce nigga
Nigaas pull up with sticks and banjos
Guitars and shit
Light it up like candles
We gone get it lit
Get these niggas pissed
Came a long way from the bando
Remember I aint have shit
They gave me the work
It got handled
Just look at my wrist, wrist, wrist
I leave these bitches drowning
You see the drip
Water
Stack up like Pringles
Just getting these chips
Cash
Niggas showing fake love then it's B-Roll
Everybody getting clipped
You know I'm a fiend for the dough
So I got no means for these hoes
Niggas like to scheme on the low
Ughh
Always ready cause these niggas petty
Got a third eye open
Celly ringing like it's broken
Ride a Hellcat like it's stolen
Prayed my whole life for these moments
Couples steps back but I'm growing
I be doing the most when I go in
Cause you niggas aint enough
I'm calling your bluff
Big bucks on me when I touch down
They all wanna know what's up now
Came from the bottom
Went straight to the top
So they all look small when I look down
Watching out for the fake love
Never a loss, a lesson learned
You gone get it all when it's your turn
But I'm killing them all
Let the ones burn now
So fuck what you heard
I'm doing me
Got a flow colder than two degrees
You want the smoke
Then it's you and me
Did everything that they said i wouldn't
Even cut the head off the beast
Roy Penn on the beat
Foot on your neck for my green
Foot on your neck for my
Nigaas pull up with sticks and banjos
Guitars and shit
Light it up like candles
We gone get it lit
Get these niggas pissed
Came a long way from the bando
Remember I aint have shit
They gave me the work
It got handled
Just look at my wrist, wrist, wrist
When they tell me they love
It's lies
I know they ain't down for the ride
Stayed ten toes down
Making plays
Nigga, you ain't 'bout this life
Paid my dues to get where I'm at
And you ain't really 'bout that price
Don't worry 'bout me
Go get you some funds
Cause you ain't on my side
These niggas is broke
Got their eyes on me when I do my numbers
Im'a buss it
Do my dirt by my lonely
Simply 'cause I don't trust
These niggas be making assumptions
Pre-rolls at the functions
I had to take everything
Cause niggas never gave me nothing
Niggas be switching and flipping
Ain't nothing
I kept my distance
Flip this money
No mattress
Make this money do back flips
That right there that's magic
A nigga woke
But you Lacking
Im' a problem child
You should pack it up
The Henny God got me acting up
Just being me
What they mad for
Aint mean to drop none of these bags on you
Doing my own thing
Running it up
But I hit a lap on you
Shit
I had to get to the cash
Can't a damn thing hold me back
Getting to it
But I told you niggas I was comin back with
Sticks and banjos
Guitars and shit
Light it up like candles
We gone get it lit
Get these niggas pissed
Came a long way from the bando
Remember I aint have shit
They gave me the work
It got handled
Just look at my wrist, wrist, wrist
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Writer(s): Alyan Penson
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