Decline It
Yeah
1K F1k Da Label
Money call my phone
Don't even know how to decline it
Count another thousand
Yeah them numbers steady climbing
Check just hit
Yeah that bitch got perfect timing
Yeah I really started rapping
I was meant for that
Knew with the money come with the hate
N I'm content with that
N I know that ima blow
Yeah I predicted that
Streets ain't raise me
But they did make me
Yeah them niggas hating
On the I
I be skating
Yeah that nigga broke but baby I ain't relating
He could say you his but baby I ain't debating
She calling my phone wont let go
Lowkey told me I'm next though
Only fuck with cash
Don't do checks no
On my shoulders
Different sides of me wrestle
You ain't me so ain't no telling what I meant
Get that money ain't no telling what I'm in
Keep all of my receipts I know they watching what I spend
I gotta keep a Glock ain't no tornado when they spin
Them niggas stealing cars
Them niggas scratching off the vins
Them niggas getting money
Yeah they fucking up the bin
I might've lost a friend
But I still count it as a win
Betrayal really hurt but it put money in my hand
Ima do it independent ain't no waiting on approval
Not the booth then in the streets yeah ima make it Larry Hoover
Ain't no running outta luck no we ain't praying to a clover
It some niggas in my way big bro I gotta move 'em over
Ian feeling that its perfect then I gotta do it over
Got it out the mud ain't no handing it over
Thank god that nun of my peoples is dead n gone
Then again don't fuck wit nobody so leave me lone
This here for the ladies who be listening to my songs
Baby I'm here wont leave ya
Air in my lungs I need ya
Sun be out you glowing I see ya
Fuck who you like baby I had to meet ya
Put gas in my whip come see ya
Fogging the windows no heater
All gas no brakes
Ain't no stopping this
Limited edition how we copping it
Money call my phone
Don't even know how to decline it
Count another thousand
Yeah them numbers steady climbing
Check just hit
Yeah that bitch got perfect timing
Yeah I really started rapping
I was meant for that
Knew with the money come the hate
N I'm content with that
N I know that ima blow
Yeah I predicted that
Streets ain't raise me
But they did make me
Yeah them niggas hating
On the I I be skating
I know brodie finna blow
I know he got the 23 trigger finger really itching
He travel wit 17
Gotta peep out how they plotting
I'm telling you niggas green
Niggas really kill they brother they moving like a machine
I'm gon keep on snapping on beat like it ain't done yet
Gotta blow it at me ain't responding to no gun threats
But if you blow it at me then I turn it to a contest
Send so many shots can't identify where the crime at
Make my own drip don't need a stylist yeah
Niggas change for paper yeah they wildin' yeah
Its a good thing when they don't know you want violence yeah
1K
1K F1k Da Label
Money call my phone
Don't even know how to decline it
Count another thousand
Yeah them numbers steady climbing
Check just hit
Yeah that bitch got perfect timing
Yeah I really started rapping
I was meant for that
Knew with the money come with the hate
N I'm content with that
N I know that ima blow
Yeah I predicted that
Streets ain't raise me
But they did make me
Yeah them niggas hating
On the I
I be skating
Yeah that nigga broke but baby I ain't relating
He could say you his but baby I ain't debating
She calling my phone wont let go
Lowkey told me I'm next though
Only fuck with cash
Don't do checks no
On my shoulders
Different sides of me wrestle
You ain't me so ain't no telling what I meant
Get that money ain't no telling what I'm in
Keep all of my receipts I know they watching what I spend
I gotta keep a Glock ain't no tornado when they spin
Them niggas stealing cars
Them niggas scratching off the vins
Them niggas getting money
Yeah they fucking up the bin
I might've lost a friend
But I still count it as a win
Betrayal really hurt but it put money in my hand
Ima do it independent ain't no waiting on approval
Not the booth then in the streets yeah ima make it Larry Hoover
Ain't no running outta luck no we ain't praying to a clover
It some niggas in my way big bro I gotta move 'em over
Ian feeling that its perfect then I gotta do it over
Got it out the mud ain't no handing it over
Thank god that nun of my peoples is dead n gone
Then again don't fuck wit nobody so leave me lone
This here for the ladies who be listening to my songs
Baby I'm here wont leave ya
Air in my lungs I need ya
Sun be out you glowing I see ya
Fuck who you like baby I had to meet ya
Put gas in my whip come see ya
Fogging the windows no heater
All gas no brakes
Ain't no stopping this
Limited edition how we copping it
Money call my phone
Don't even know how to decline it
Count another thousand
Yeah them numbers steady climbing
Check just hit
Yeah that bitch got perfect timing
Yeah I really started rapping
I was meant for that
Knew with the money come the hate
N I'm content with that
N I know that ima blow
Yeah I predicted that
Streets ain't raise me
But they did make me
Yeah them niggas hating
On the I I be skating
I know brodie finna blow
I know he got the 23 trigger finger really itching
He travel wit 17
Gotta peep out how they plotting
I'm telling you niggas green
Niggas really kill they brother they moving like a machine
I'm gon keep on snapping on beat like it ain't done yet
Gotta blow it at me ain't responding to no gun threats
But if you blow it at me then I turn it to a contest
Send so many shots can't identify where the crime at
Make my own drip don't need a stylist yeah
Niggas change for paper yeah they wildin' yeah
Its a good thing when they don't know you want violence yeah
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