Made In Months
Shit pop off in the streets
Even when the day is done
Don't go ducking from your problems
You ain't gotta run
Money talking that shit
But you Ain't got no funds
How you flexing
But you ain't made what
I made in months
All those people be envy baby
Oh Can't you tell
All my niggas hold it down when they been in the jail
With some savage ass niggas that will never tell
And they will spin your block again
Something like a carousel
They know not to take it to far
And not to cross the line
Know to people that tried
But failed so many times
I be tapped up in my mind
But I can't stop the grind
Crazy in them trenches but you can't pay no mind
Crazy with them bitches that never threw a sign
Got gun charges with no gun
But you ain't caught a fine
And I seen some shit that might just make you traumatized
How you after are niggas but you ain't fucking slide
Yeah
Shit pop off in the streets
Even when the day is done
Don't go ducking from your problems
You ain't gotta run
Money talking that shit
But you Ain't got no funds
How you flexing
But you ain't made what
I made in months
All those people be envy baby
Oh Can't you tell
All my niggas hold it down when they been in the jail
With some savage ass niggas that will never tell
And they will spin your block again
Something like a carousel
Even when the day is done
Don't go ducking from your problems
You ain't gotta run
Money talking that shit
But you Ain't got no funds
How you flexing
But you ain't made what
I made in months
All those people be envy baby
Oh Can't you tell
All my niggas hold it down when they been in the jail
With some savage ass niggas that will never tell
And they will spin your block again
Something like a carousel
They know not to take it to far
And not to cross the line
Know to people that tried
But failed so many times
I be tapped up in my mind
But I can't stop the grind
Crazy in them trenches but you can't pay no mind
Crazy with them bitches that never threw a sign
Got gun charges with no gun
But you ain't caught a fine
And I seen some shit that might just make you traumatized
How you after are niggas but you ain't fucking slide
Yeah
Shit pop off in the streets
Even when the day is done
Don't go ducking from your problems
You ain't gotta run
Money talking that shit
But you Ain't got no funds
How you flexing
But you ain't made what
I made in months
All those people be envy baby
Oh Can't you tell
All my niggas hold it down when they been in the jail
With some savage ass niggas that will never tell
And they will spin your block again
Something like a carousel
Credits
Writer(s): Wavy Cam
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