BloodLine
Yeah I'm FULLY LOADED
push up and empty the clip out the Regal
Say you a Big Dawg
Fuck nigga a Beagle
Designer my drip
I get fly like a eagle
Riding wit shootas
N none of em legal
Trapping like 9-5s
I Know it's illegal
Don't give a fuck
Gotta feed all my people
Real Snipers like Kodak
I'm feeling real gleeful
Yeah I'm FULLY LOaded
Double up on em
N show no remorse
He beefing wit me
That fuck nigga a corpse
Not at my peak yet
Still making my mark
You hopped in the deep End
N ran into sharks
I got you forever
Keep playing yo part
Riding wit sticks
Kuss I ain't got heart
Jupiter Baby
Been Real from the start
Hold up hold up hold up
You came in to hard for em
Let the beat build
Alright Alright
Niggas still poppin
I'm up now nigga
Bitch I can't sign it
Less it's 7 figures
Show you my worth
So you could get the picture
Keep me a paper chaser
We ain't chasin dreams
Where I come from that shit cost a lifetime
Chasing a bag on the daily
I got 5 reasons tryna B the lifeline
No remorse on a fuck nigga
If you switch nigga
Ima make sure that bullets fly
Cash Rules everything Round Me
If you owe me
It's Homicides
PULL UP n let the whole choppa ride
I got you for life
Just Don't go switching sides
You meant what you did
So Don't apologize
Come to that money
I can't compromise
Pussy boy hating
Still be spreading lies
So I went fucked his bitch
Now we got ties
When I got done
I passed her to the guys
Pussy boy said now I Done crossed
The line
push up and empty the clip out the Regal
Say you a Big Dawg
Fuck nigga a Beagle
Designer my drip
I get fly like a eagle
Riding wit shootas
N none of em legal
Trapping like 9-5s
I Know it's illegal
Don't give a fuck
Gotta feed all my people
Real Snipers like Kodak
I'm feeling real gleeful
Yeah I'm FULLY LOaded
Double up on em
N show no remorse
He beefing wit me
That fuck nigga a corpse
Not at my peak yet
Still making my mark
You hopped in the deep End
N ran into sharks
I got you forever
Keep playing yo part
Riding wit sticks
Kuss I ain't got heart
Jupiter Baby
Been Real from the start
Hold up hold up hold up
You came in to hard for em
Let the beat build
Alright Alright
Niggas still poppin
I'm up now nigga
Bitch I can't sign it
Less it's 7 figures
Show you my worth
So you could get the picture
Keep me a paper chaser
We ain't chasin dreams
Where I come from that shit cost a lifetime
Chasing a bag on the daily
I got 5 reasons tryna B the lifeline
No remorse on a fuck nigga
If you switch nigga
Ima make sure that bullets fly
Cash Rules everything Round Me
If you owe me
It's Homicides
PULL UP n let the whole choppa ride
I got you for life
Just Don't go switching sides
You meant what you did
So Don't apologize
Come to that money
I can't compromise
Pussy boy hating
Still be spreading lies
So I went fucked his bitch
Now we got ties
When I got done
I passed her to the guys
Pussy boy said now I Done crossed
The line
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Writer(s): Tevin Henry
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