29 to Wyo

6 zeros bank accounts on swole
The real gon listen and be like that shit was old
And when I said it I pictured bringin it home
Trappin like I was d con rappin like I was hov
Runnin tracks to the soles runnin tracks thru the soul
And still Make some time to fuck a lame nigga hoe
Put that smoke in the air like throw
While I get that get that get that doe
I'm jus chasin a dolla I don't like bein bothered
I was popped like a colla but now I'm up like a monster
Dick her down something proper and then it's hasta manana
Y'all playin checkers and chess and I'm Chasin goals like it's soccer
Cuz I be in the field y'all niggas bored u can't ignore how they really feel
U gotta watch em they be plotting
She gon get me killed if I don't kno her and I trust her
Wait this shit from the muscle
Wait id it from the muscle

29 raised me Wyo trained me
The opps tryna kill me this rap shit saved me
Addicted to the money got me feeling like I'm Amy
Shorty want a chance what she mean like maybe
Where I'm from we bless the sweats trap in em for a week straight
Money money money money money all week wait
Shorty used to curve me now i got my teeth straight
And all i got it bread chicken cheese chicken cheesesteak

Started wit a double up and turned that to a mixtape
I think I'm the hottest goin off of what ya bitch say
You ain't on ya job lil nigga get ya shit straight
Broke but you got more belts that a sensei
Give a hoe the pimp face ima get behind that
Bomb that text her like come over thats a bomb threat
I'm that nigga wit the lines did time
Ten cent fall out my pocket i could never drop a dime
Lemme catch it young and reckless like sex when u unprotected
Stressing a young flexing Im better and you can bet it
And get ya money took bitch
Got the game shook bitch
I be out here chasin paper straighter than a rook bitch
Hangin wit gorillas and I'm out here bussing jugs wit
Lions tigers bears and i ain't talkin jungle book bitch
Yea I'm off that wave but I'm hard to overlook bitch
Know i put heart in every bar and every hook its

29 raised me Wyo trained me
The opps tryna kill me this rap shit saved me
Addicted to the money got me feeling like I'm Amy
Shorty want a chance what she mean like maybe
Where I'm from we bless the sweats trap in em for a week straight
Money money money money money all week wait
Shorty used to curve me now i got my teeth straight
And all i got it bread chicken cheese chicken cheesesteak



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Writer(s): Dominique Jones
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