Pound For Pound

Yeah dat typa hurt come around
Yeah
Money talkin my kinda sound
Yeah
Why you just sounding down
Yeah dat typa hurt come around
Hope my aunt kitty she shinin down
Know my brudda he flying around
If you hating we don't want you kind around
Money talking my kinda sound
And shout out my Brodie he wit it
Cause we in da town and we blowin pound for pound

I told my bro dat he mentally ready
I mean dat drink keep me asleep like it's Freddy
I can't fuck wit hoes cause dey be too messy
I get on 10 toes just to make sure I'm steady
Woah you do all dat talkin just make sure you ready yah
You go rat just for a lil cheddy yah
Why you get nervous palms gettin sweaty yah
Cause dey no eye ball Fetty Wap
Why you just sounding down
Yeah dat typa hurt come around
Hope my aunt kitty she shinin down
Know my brudda he flying around
If you hating we don't want you kind around
Money talking my kinda sound
And shout out my Brodie he wit it
Cause we in da town and we blowin pound for pound

I'm who dey try to be
They think I'm signing
He mad cause we way up but das how it gotta be
I'm wit da bro and you know dat we YSG
Know imma treasure they thinkin bout hiding me
I got a bad lil one on da side of me
She wanna lock in you can not lie to me
My brudda he locked he away a from society
I got some locked in demons inside of me
So I just sit down and break up da moon rock
Den I get a backwood get high as astronomy
Den I pass it to bro cause he tryna get high as me
Lookin back on dat road road cause we passing sobriety
Aye when I do it I do it I do it my dolo
A G like I'm polo take off in a stolo
Don't know what you nigga would do for some promo
I sit back and I sip and I sip till I'm slow mo
I was staring at da window pain
Pops told me how he get to feel no pain
Got change and my circle changed
Had to eat da sandwich w da syrup plain
Dey see me turn around ain't da same
Dey know my by first name at da bank
Dees haters wanna see me fall but I can't
Dey know I gotta ball like da Saints

I told my bro dat he mentally ready
I mean dat drink keep me asleep like it's Freddy
I can't fuck wit hoes cause dey be too messy
I get on 10 toes just to make sure I'm steady
Woah you do all dat talkin just make sure you ready yah
You go rat just for a lil cheddy yah
Why you get nervous palms gettin sweaty yah
Cause dey no eye ball Fetty Wap
Why you just sounding down
Yeah dat typa hurt come around
Hope my aunt kitty she shinin down
Know my brudda he flying around
If you hating we don't want you kind around
Money talking my kinda sound
And shout out my Brodie he wit it
Cause we in da town and we blowin pound for pound



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Writer(s): Knowledge Wallace
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