Hot Winter (Intro)

I been stacking up I'm securing the bag
I want a 150 M's to never stress bout the tag
I think the world is losing it, and I don't mean to brag
But all they do is chase clout i thought the goal was get cash man
I need a foreign? I need a big bag (Hell yeah)
I want my family not to worry bout the tag (Hell yeah)
These bars will hit you like some bullets hunnid round in the mag... yeah

I started rapping just for fun, took off and ran wit it
They tried to doubt me I'm the boss, you know the man wit it
Taking off I go Lebron, I'm gone, I'm A wiggins
Skrrtting off the twin exhausts my sauce I stay dripping
Brodi's hothead with the glock, he's on it he stay gripping
And the opps they want the drop, we popping I'm lane switching
And the cops they want us locked in the box, I'm Jane stripping
Overseas taking trips outta town, got plane sickness

I wanna feed the team, I wanna see my brothers shining living out their dreams
I'm losing people on a daily, most of them miskeens
A lot of rappers acting they ain't really what they seem
The clout can contagious let's get back to chasing cream
I wanna see my brothers putting on by bringing peace
A lot of brothers dying can't mix music and the streets
A couple could've made it didn't get to live their dreams
These mom's are crying puddles half the kids are miskeens
The money talk, I feel like Blacka Da Don watch how my money walk
They type behind the screen we don't do a lot of talk
I'd rather stack my p's, feed the team, we're getting gwop
I don't do the back and forth I ain't into long talking
I'm rolling with the demons we been known to get it popping
I told em not to. play or we gon really get to swapping
I told my broski wait. cause once we get it ain't no stopping
Pressure can make diamonds, put in the work grinding
They love to get into it, my business what I'm minding
You want it? Put time in. Star of the team shining
I pray I make it one day have my people on an island
Insha Allah (God Willing)

All you gotta do to be honest is it keep it real
Learn to make ya jaw lock and never ever squeal
It's time to ride out brother why're you tryna peel
Learn to keep your shit on the low, cause that's the deal
That's the deal
I keep it real, I'm addicted to this money hope you know how I feel
That's the deal it seems surreal
We eating so good we ain't never miss a meal
These niggas switching sides, like when they lose in Fifa
Me and my dawgs lit like the coal on Shisha
They're still kicking back blowing on the reefer
We still mixing tracks about to blow ya speaker
You're taking from the weak, man that makes you weaker
These niggas love to sneak diss, I'll take your sneakers
It's getting hot up in this bitch turn down the heater
And my heart so cold throw it in the freezer



Credits
Writer(s): A P
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