Shoes On Da truck
Is it the shoes on the truck or the way i
Count my bucks got these hoes wanna
Fuck niggaz wanna try they luck but im
Built for this shit like a mac truck but
Im built for this shit like a mac truck
I was born with it that mean im built for it you
Niggaz movie actors writing scrips for it plus you
Fake sipping k rolled ya boy i aint fucking with no
Lames you niggaz get extorted sold another forty
Lost a zip of boy tryna shake back thinking bout Black
He just lost wax rest in peace Alex King hard to handle
That i know the feeling tho want my brother back
Nineteen locked down pressed out without a noodle pack
Phones hanging up couldn't call my momma right back
Laid in the rack wrote a couple raps thought about the
Trap ima ball til i fall when they let me out an it been
A drought niggaz left me out ima show em what im
Bout on et paper route got my thoughts right prayed
Every night can't let em take my life before i get right
I done earned my stripes my dreams is helicopter high
Ima shine bright an get my team right i can see the light
Ofnb my click for life
Is it the shoes on the truck or the way i
Count my bucks got these hoes wanna
Fuck niggaz wanna try they luck but im
Built for this shit like a mac truck but
Im built for this shit like a mac truck
Built with it born with it you niggaz sworn in it don't
Worry bout the competition cause im running with it
Gotta hundred round drum t i with it big tymers staying
Fly with it twenty murders in two months niggaz dying
Quickly first forty-eight hit the scene aint nobody talking
Jumped in the Yukon d t'z walking can't bare to see my
Niggaz laying in the coffin keep my distance stay away
From these bitchs cause they pillow talking see the six's
On the truck then they start stalking yeah im paper walking
Don't speak unless its paper talking seen a double cross like
Hot sauce yeah i paid the cost ask my nigga hoss he in the feds
Locked down that's my big dawg told me how to ball nigga stack
It all but i splurged it all then i took a fall but i shook back off
Of dime sacks middle manning plays telling niggaz that i had
The bag but i was doing bad down on my ass then i caught my
Luck started stacking bucks put the six's on the truck niggaz
Tried they luck an these hatters mad cause these hoes wanna fuck
Cause im counting bucks Kuddy count it up
Is it the shoes on the truck or the way i
Count my bucks got these hoes wanna
Fuck niggaz wanna try they luck but im
Built for this shit like a mac truck but
Im built for this shit like a mac truck
Count my bucks got these hoes wanna
Fuck niggaz wanna try they luck but im
Built for this shit like a mac truck but
Im built for this shit like a mac truck
I was born with it that mean im built for it you
Niggaz movie actors writing scrips for it plus you
Fake sipping k rolled ya boy i aint fucking with no
Lames you niggaz get extorted sold another forty
Lost a zip of boy tryna shake back thinking bout Black
He just lost wax rest in peace Alex King hard to handle
That i know the feeling tho want my brother back
Nineteen locked down pressed out without a noodle pack
Phones hanging up couldn't call my momma right back
Laid in the rack wrote a couple raps thought about the
Trap ima ball til i fall when they let me out an it been
A drought niggaz left me out ima show em what im
Bout on et paper route got my thoughts right prayed
Every night can't let em take my life before i get right
I done earned my stripes my dreams is helicopter high
Ima shine bright an get my team right i can see the light
Ofnb my click for life
Is it the shoes on the truck or the way i
Count my bucks got these hoes wanna
Fuck niggaz wanna try they luck but im
Built for this shit like a mac truck but
Im built for this shit like a mac truck
Built with it born with it you niggaz sworn in it don't
Worry bout the competition cause im running with it
Gotta hundred round drum t i with it big tymers staying
Fly with it twenty murders in two months niggaz dying
Quickly first forty-eight hit the scene aint nobody talking
Jumped in the Yukon d t'z walking can't bare to see my
Niggaz laying in the coffin keep my distance stay away
From these bitchs cause they pillow talking see the six's
On the truck then they start stalking yeah im paper walking
Don't speak unless its paper talking seen a double cross like
Hot sauce yeah i paid the cost ask my nigga hoss he in the feds
Locked down that's my big dawg told me how to ball nigga stack
It all but i splurged it all then i took a fall but i shook back off
Of dime sacks middle manning plays telling niggaz that i had
The bag but i was doing bad down on my ass then i caught my
Luck started stacking bucks put the six's on the truck niggaz
Tried they luck an these hatters mad cause these hoes wanna fuck
Cause im counting bucks Kuddy count it up
Is it the shoes on the truck or the way i
Count my bucks got these hoes wanna
Fuck niggaz wanna try they luck but im
Built for this shit like a mac truck but
Im built for this shit like a mac truck
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Writer(s): Fabian Duncan
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