I Want in
I want in selling anything on my block
I want in if you got things that'll pop
I want in bout to cop a range and a drop
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Word you about to get a deal
I want in bout to get signed for a mil
I want in since you know how the struggle feel
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
I got work that'll destroy fiends it's my time to shine
I got the glow like Leroy green I'm bout to cop a coupe
We on sprees fuck a mayor I'm more like the president
Put me on cream I don't do it for somebody else
I do it cuz I wanna grind its nothing to get a gun
I got a hunnit nines so if you want it fine
I'll run up on you and make you come out ya coat
Like its summer time don't try to run up on me
When the platinum on I move coke
So you know I keep a weapon drawn
So you better get the stepping dog
And stick to fuckin with that pot and gold
Like a leprechaun I do the taking ill never give a lame half
Bitches like you looking good in the range cash
Ma you know I'm getting change fast
Cuz I was a ultimate hustler way before dame dash
I want in selling anything on my block
I want in if you got things that'll pop
I want in bout to cop a range and a drop
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Word you about to get a deal
I want in bout to get signed for a mil
I want in since you know how the struggle feel
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Time is money and money is time
That's why I'm always on the block
And I'm stuck to the grind I want half
If you selling them dimes if its a problem
Than fine find ya spot and I'm spraying the nine
And let me hear a nigga playing with mine
Ima lay him in pine parts left just his face and his spine
While y'all was out there chasing a dime
I was out extorting you niggas you know
Just taking what's mine ill throw the offer on the table
And give you a week you come up short on my cake
I'll blow ya head in ya jeep no remorse ill put the lead to ya freak
And for that guap ill show up in ya crib at ya bed while you sleep
You niggas call me the god in the streets
You gone starve if you sweet bump me than
Pardon the heat my crew deep it's like a army with me
And I'm always on the block that's the reason
Why its harder to eat
I want in selling anything on my block
I want in if you got things that'll pop
I want in bout to cop a range and a drop
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Word you about to get a deal
I want in bout to get signed for a mil
I want in since you know how the struggle feel
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
I want in if you got things that'll pop
I want in bout to cop a range and a drop
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Word you about to get a deal
I want in bout to get signed for a mil
I want in since you know how the struggle feel
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
I got work that'll destroy fiends it's my time to shine
I got the glow like Leroy green I'm bout to cop a coupe
We on sprees fuck a mayor I'm more like the president
Put me on cream I don't do it for somebody else
I do it cuz I wanna grind its nothing to get a gun
I got a hunnit nines so if you want it fine
I'll run up on you and make you come out ya coat
Like its summer time don't try to run up on me
When the platinum on I move coke
So you know I keep a weapon drawn
So you better get the stepping dog
And stick to fuckin with that pot and gold
Like a leprechaun I do the taking ill never give a lame half
Bitches like you looking good in the range cash
Ma you know I'm getting change fast
Cuz I was a ultimate hustler way before dame dash
I want in selling anything on my block
I want in if you got things that'll pop
I want in bout to cop a range and a drop
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Word you about to get a deal
I want in bout to get signed for a mil
I want in since you know how the struggle feel
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Time is money and money is time
That's why I'm always on the block
And I'm stuck to the grind I want half
If you selling them dimes if its a problem
Than fine find ya spot and I'm spraying the nine
And let me hear a nigga playing with mine
Ima lay him in pine parts left just his face and his spine
While y'all was out there chasing a dime
I was out extorting you niggas you know
Just taking what's mine ill throw the offer on the table
And give you a week you come up short on my cake
I'll blow ya head in ya jeep no remorse ill put the lead to ya freak
And for that guap ill show up in ya crib at ya bed while you sleep
You niggas call me the god in the streets
You gone starve if you sweet bump me than
Pardon the heat my crew deep it's like a army with me
And I'm always on the block that's the reason
Why its harder to eat
I want in selling anything on my block
I want in if you got things that'll pop
I want in bout to cop a range and a drop
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Word you about to get a deal
I want in bout to get signed for a mil
I want in since you know how the struggle feel
I want in homie I want in homie I want in
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Little
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