They Madd
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Ice on my wrist and I feel like a boss
This niggas hating but I don't give fucks
Shit, you got kids? I'm sorry I cursed
Nelly is cheesy, she fucked me for kors
Oh that your bitch? I'm sorry, your loss
Fuck with my money you getting the Glock
I'll spill your blood all over the docks
These niggas they mad cause I made it
Wait till I cop that Mercedes
Cutting necks on a daily
Don't give a fuck about who getting crazy
I made it out of the hood, they mad
I got myself a new crib, they mad
All I do they keep getting mad, mad, madd, madd
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
I don't like to talk but these niggas on my nerves
I let the Glock do the talking I don't stress
Your bitch on my lap and she stuck on the pipe
Ooh ohh, yeah you know that's what I like
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Ice on my wrist and I feel like a boss
This niggas hating but I don't give fucks
Shit, you got kids? I'm sorry I cursed
Nelly is cheesy, she fucked me for kors
Oh that your bitch? I'm sorry, your loss
Fuck with my money you getting the Glock
I'll spill your blood all over the docks
These niggas they mad cause I made it
Wait till I cop that Mercedes
Cutting necks on a daily
Don't give a fuck about who getting crazy
I made it out of the hood, they mad
I got myself a new crib, they mad
All I do they keep getting mad, mad, madd, madd
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
I don't like to talk but these niggas on my nerves
I let the Glock do the talking I don't stress
Your bitch on my lap and she stuck on the pipe
Ooh ohh, yeah you know that's what I like
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
Reminiscing about the times I didn't have shit
Shit, my life was so tragic
I had to go get it by any means, fuck all that cap shit
I'm getting racks
Me and my niggas we come from the south
Yeah, you know what we about
We don't play games, you've got only one choice
Run me my cheque or you gon get this hands
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Writer(s): Kienka Johnson
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