365
I just bought a brick
Then i went an bought i another one
Beat a case
I just pray i beat another one
Trap jumping
On my soul this bitch jump to sky
Told mama them crackas want me gone
It hurt to hear her cry
I was moving packs all thru the city
I know I'm worth a million
Bags off in the kitchen
Break em down an you gon get a million
Money piled up to the ceiling all i ever dream about
I don't want no bitch Kus i feel can't nobody hold me down
Im fighting demons only thing to save me is a hunnid rounds
Told my plug be patient if you rush me Ima burn you down
Stepping on a brick
Bet i get 48 up off this here
My mama told me boy you chosen
Don't let that shit get to you
Racks in my muthafuckin pocket
Make her jump for joy
The way i move these bags across the city
It should be a sport
Fucked this lil bitch raw
A few months she gave me my lil boy
Run up on me nigga
Ima make you run up on the lord
I just bought a brick
Then i went an bought i another one
Beat a case
I just pray i beat another one
Trap jumping
On my soul this bitch jump to sky
Told mama them crackas want me gone
It hurt to hear her cry
I was moving packs all thru the city
I know I'm worth a million
Bags off in the kitchen
Break em down an you gon get a million
Money piled up to the ceiling all i ever dream about
I don't want no bitch Kus i feel can't nobody hold me down
Then i went an bought i another one
Beat a case
I just pray i beat another one
Trap jumping
On my soul this bitch jump to sky
Told mama them crackas want me gone
It hurt to hear her cry
I was moving packs all thru the city
I know I'm worth a million
Bags off in the kitchen
Break em down an you gon get a million
Money piled up to the ceiling all i ever dream about
I don't want no bitch Kus i feel can't nobody hold me down
Im fighting demons only thing to save me is a hunnid rounds
Told my plug be patient if you rush me Ima burn you down
Stepping on a brick
Bet i get 48 up off this here
My mama told me boy you chosen
Don't let that shit get to you
Racks in my muthafuckin pocket
Make her jump for joy
The way i move these bags across the city
It should be a sport
Fucked this lil bitch raw
A few months she gave me my lil boy
Run up on me nigga
Ima make you run up on the lord
I just bought a brick
Then i went an bought i another one
Beat a case
I just pray i beat another one
Trap jumping
On my soul this bitch jump to sky
Told mama them crackas want me gone
It hurt to hear her cry
I was moving packs all thru the city
I know I'm worth a million
Bags off in the kitchen
Break em down an you gon get a million
Money piled up to the ceiling all i ever dream about
I don't want no bitch Kus i feel can't nobody hold me down
Credits
Writer(s): Robert David
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