Eggshells
I spent 50 on a bundle
Made a hun-do back
Bad decision good intentions
Hope my sons know that
Trying to get it for my family
Dodging all these felonies
Just pray and God will make a way
That's what my grandma telling me
She said she don't want me
Going jail or dead
Clientele on my cell
I've got to sell these med's
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
I got a lot of haters
Probably want me dead
So I keep a pair of eyes
In the back of my head
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
Ain't nothing better than fast money
I'm so in love with the cash money
Grandma don't take any cash from me
She always call it that bad money
She say my love for money is bad for me
But I hate starving and not having money
If you're looking for me just ask for me
Just know stay with that strap on me
I'm getting to the paper
Cooking in the kitchen call me Quaker
If u don't fuck with me now
I'm not gonna fuck with you later
But I still love all my haters
Y'all is really motivators
Stack my chips like potatoes
Factual shit no fable
It don't matter how I get it
I just gotta get mine
I get that and I flip that
No Tekishi 6iine
I smoke loud to pass the time
Shout out to the plug Slime
It's dark I want to shine
So you know I gotta grind
Dropped five hundo on a quarter pound
And got a stack back
9-5 ain't cutting it
So I had no choice but trap
But I do it for my family
Dodging all these felonies
Be careful when you out there
That's what baby mama telling me
She said she don't want me
Going jail or dead
Clientele on my cell
I've got to sell these med's
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
I got a lot of haters
Probably want me dead
So I keep a pair of eyes
In the back of my head
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
Wake up, grab the sack
Get the pack flip that for a bigger sack
Tote a strap, fuck 12
Watch ya back from all these fucking rats
Niggas hate, bitches fake
Got to shake em off like a earthquake
Pull up, pop out
Surprise niggas like it's their birthday
Nigga shouldn't have fronted in the first place
Put his teeth to the curb that's a curb face
B to the X that's my Birth Place
D to the X that's my birth name
When you're doing good niggas mad
When you're doing bad niggas glad
Man it's a damn shame
Cant get to heaven doing wrong
But I Gotta do wrong to live right
That's the damn game
Dropped five hundo on a quarter pound
And got a stack back
9-5 ain't cutting it
So I had no choice but trap
But I do it for my family
Dodging all these felonies
Be careful when you out there
That's what baby mama telling me
I spent 50 on a bundle
Made a hun-do back
Bad decision good intentions
Hope my sons know that
Trying to get it for my family
Dodging all these felonies
Just pray and God will make a way
That's what my grandma telling me
She said she don't want me
Going jail or dead
Clientele on my cell
I've got to sell these med's
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
I got a lot of haters
Probably want me dead
So I keep a pair of eyes
In the back of my head
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
Made a hun-do back
Bad decision good intentions
Hope my sons know that
Trying to get it for my family
Dodging all these felonies
Just pray and God will make a way
That's what my grandma telling me
She said she don't want me
Going jail or dead
Clientele on my cell
I've got to sell these med's
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
I got a lot of haters
Probably want me dead
So I keep a pair of eyes
In the back of my head
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
Ain't nothing better than fast money
I'm so in love with the cash money
Grandma don't take any cash from me
She always call it that bad money
She say my love for money is bad for me
But I hate starving and not having money
If you're looking for me just ask for me
Just know stay with that strap on me
I'm getting to the paper
Cooking in the kitchen call me Quaker
If u don't fuck with me now
I'm not gonna fuck with you later
But I still love all my haters
Y'all is really motivators
Stack my chips like potatoes
Factual shit no fable
It don't matter how I get it
I just gotta get mine
I get that and I flip that
No Tekishi 6iine
I smoke loud to pass the time
Shout out to the plug Slime
It's dark I want to shine
So you know I gotta grind
Dropped five hundo on a quarter pound
And got a stack back
9-5 ain't cutting it
So I had no choice but trap
But I do it for my family
Dodging all these felonies
Be careful when you out there
That's what baby mama telling me
She said she don't want me
Going jail or dead
Clientele on my cell
I've got to sell these med's
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
I got a lot of haters
Probably want me dead
So I keep a pair of eyes
In the back of my head
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
Wake up, grab the sack
Get the pack flip that for a bigger sack
Tote a strap, fuck 12
Watch ya back from all these fucking rats
Niggas hate, bitches fake
Got to shake em off like a earthquake
Pull up, pop out
Surprise niggas like it's their birthday
Nigga shouldn't have fronted in the first place
Put his teeth to the curb that's a curb face
B to the X that's my Birth Place
D to the X that's my birth name
When you're doing good niggas mad
When you're doing bad niggas glad
Man it's a damn shame
Cant get to heaven doing wrong
But I Gotta do wrong to live right
That's the damn game
Dropped five hundo on a quarter pound
And got a stack back
9-5 ain't cutting it
So I had no choice but trap
But I do it for my family
Dodging all these felonies
Be careful when you out there
That's what baby mama telling me
I spent 50 on a bundle
Made a hun-do back
Bad decision good intentions
Hope my sons know that
Trying to get it for my family
Dodging all these felonies
Just pray and God will make a way
That's what my grandma telling me
She said she don't want me
Going jail or dead
Clientele on my cell
I've got to sell these med's
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
I got a lot of haters
Probably want me dead
So I keep a pair of eyes
In the back of my head
Grandma hate that I
Walk across the shells of eggs
It ain't safe when you're
Walking on the shells of eggs
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Writer(s): Anthony Auguste
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