Carter Flow

Woke up wrong side of the bed
Ain't trying to hear shit
Missed a couples plays
Night before cause I was high as shit
Phone on ten percent
I ain't even charge the bitch
Grab the forty out the door
Pray I down catch a charge for this
Love cooking caine
Fascinated how it bubble up
Yams good as reese baby
Got me serving buttercups
Bitch I really started from the bottom
Only way is up
Yea a nigga getting money
But I just don't get enough
Junkies coming in and out
Got the trap finger fucking
Trying bake a cake
And ima burn ya ass
Just like a oven
Dick hold more than a dozen
Fuck ya favah fuck ya cousin
Big homie and fuck ya movah
Yea I get it out the gutter
Motivate myself
Then I motivate the streets
I can't let this money go
Fucking right I play for keeps
I done cooked up hella work
And got it gone in a week
And I really miss my white girl
Cause she spent a band a week
Got some niggas in the bink
They can't wait to hit the streets
All my life I been finessing
No you cant finesse me
You can catch me
Thugging with that pistol on me
Being broke and starving
Long nights made me money hungry
Kitchen where i'm boiling water
Main reason smokers calling
All night i'm serving zombies
Till a nigga tired and nauseous
You can talk shit all you want
But whole time you niggas falling
Mofuckers ignored my calls
When I was dead broke calling
Know niggas knock you off
For cocaine if you balling
All night they probably stalk you
Big shit like nicki parker
Getting money I ain't bothered
Got this flow from the carter
Cash money New Orleans
That baller block who balling
Push start on the foreign
Had niggas mad when I bought it
Even if you ain't happy for it
Ima get it regardless

I ain't in no competition
Bitch i'm out here for the chicken
Free my niggas
In the prison
Know that I'll never forget ya
Lately I been on a mission
Like really on a mission
Trying to conquer all my visions
And better my way of living nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Heem Turner
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