On Us !!
She say vain you the sickest
Just glad I finally did it
Feel like that rap shit really my ticket
Beginning of time like the book of genesis
I'm in my prime ain worried bout niggas
You cross that line you really turn victim
Kno gang cut shit no scissors
Ain no stuffings inside dem pillows
I put my trust inside my pistol
Don't believe in luck that shit a kill ya!
It's all on us to get these millions it's all on us
It's all on us to get that bag on my momma
This shit is deeper than blood if I call you my brother
Can't pick no mo shit with my heart done learned my lesson
Been having this shit for nine months straight feel like I'm pregnant
Can't leave the house without my fye oh now I'm ready
You cross that line you really can die you believe in heaven
Tryna get these bands and multiply and build a legacy
I never stayed back so ion know why these niggas testing me!
Bro got face tats can't get no job say he got felonies
Build the shit so high wouldn't be surprised if it all fell on me
Can't have no mo around if it go down is you go Tell on me
I'm in this damn Beamer soaring round town prolly got a bell on me
(Bell on me)
She say vain you the sickest
Just glad I finally did it
Feel like that rap shit really my ticket
Beginning of time like the book of genesis
I'm in my prime ain worried bout niggas
You cross that line you really turn victim
Kno gang cut shit no scissors
Ain no stuffings inside dem pillows
I put my trust inside my pistol
Don't believe in luck that shit a kill ya!
It's all on us to get these millions it's all on us
Leave ya phone so you duck Forensics
I can teach ya how to get it it
I only got 2 words keep livin
She aint mine or yours who is she
This my world
We Pop out lookin excusit
Better hide ya girl
These nigga dropping dimes in so scared
Gotta keep this shit player
Bra Got Fish scales
Im tryna get well
Lil bra say he never had 10 he tryna get there
So mad bro had sold da Mac 10 I tried to flip dem
Back then Ian never really have shit now I make big sells
Shawty got vending machine wit lashes she gon get hers
This swipe really reallly a passion
All I know get funds
She say what's yo favorite phrase?
I say keep living
And beat the system
We Tryna hit and run
Spot on the island
Bad Lil bitch she wilding
Look like she belong on wild and out
Just glad I finally did it
Feel like that rap shit really my ticket
Beginning of time like the book of genesis
I'm in my prime ain worried bout niggas
You cross that line you really turn victim
Kno gang cut shit no scissors
Ain no stuffings inside dem pillows
I put my trust inside my pistol
Don't believe in luck that shit a kill ya!
It's all on us to get these millions it's all on us
It's all on us to get that bag on my momma
This shit is deeper than blood if I call you my brother
Can't pick no mo shit with my heart done learned my lesson
Been having this shit for nine months straight feel like I'm pregnant
Can't leave the house without my fye oh now I'm ready
You cross that line you really can die you believe in heaven
Tryna get these bands and multiply and build a legacy
I never stayed back so ion know why these niggas testing me!
Bro got face tats can't get no job say he got felonies
Build the shit so high wouldn't be surprised if it all fell on me
Can't have no mo around if it go down is you go Tell on me
I'm in this damn Beamer soaring round town prolly got a bell on me
(Bell on me)
She say vain you the sickest
Just glad I finally did it
Feel like that rap shit really my ticket
Beginning of time like the book of genesis
I'm in my prime ain worried bout niggas
You cross that line you really turn victim
Kno gang cut shit no scissors
Ain no stuffings inside dem pillows
I put my trust inside my pistol
Don't believe in luck that shit a kill ya!
It's all on us to get these millions it's all on us
Leave ya phone so you duck Forensics
I can teach ya how to get it it
I only got 2 words keep livin
She aint mine or yours who is she
This my world
We Pop out lookin excusit
Better hide ya girl
These nigga dropping dimes in so scared
Gotta keep this shit player
Bra Got Fish scales
Im tryna get well
Lil bra say he never had 10 he tryna get there
So mad bro had sold da Mac 10 I tried to flip dem
Back then Ian never really have shit now I make big sells
Shawty got vending machine wit lashes she gon get hers
This swipe really reallly a passion
All I know get funds
She say what's yo favorite phrase?
I say keep living
And beat the system
We Tryna hit and run
Spot on the island
Bad Lil bitch she wilding
Look like she belong on wild and out
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Writer(s): Jordon Morgan
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