Scheme
Peeing in a cup once a month got me weighing up with adenna gloves
Fast money I aint slowing up
On my mind like I got a crush
Get it in from the D to the H naw nigga I don't see the plug
Tell cuz gone wrap it up
18 wheeler put it on a truck
On probation got a court review and I just sold a half before I seen the judge
Drop the addy nigga hurry up
Fast money can't get enough
Told coach put me in the game watch me ball out ion need a sub
Pulling up cuz the bag clutch
Stick on me like I got a crutch
Niggas working 7 days for the same shit I can make in 7 play
Schooling niggas like the 7th grade
Best man with the wedding cake
Never been to California but a nigga really tapped in with the bay
All this pressure imma need a gage
Crack the seal then you gotta pay
Dropped a bag in every town from here to Dallas Texas bitch I feel like Chic-fil-a
Flowers on me like a bouquet
Serve and swerve on the beltway
Flew to Houston just to network but I built a lane so a nigga stayed
All I really know is get paid
Aint getting fit but I move weight
I got tired of coming up in last place
Now i'm touching bands on a bad day
Breaking down to God cuz I had faith
Got these niggas hating with a mad face
I got tired of coming up in last place
Now i'm touching bands on a bad day
Breaking down to God cuz I had faith
Got these niggas hating with a mad face
Inspire niggas with these gold medals I aint had a job in a few years
I was living check to check off that 9 to 5 now it's VVS in my ear
Had priors when I went in for sentencing stomach was bubbling said me a prayer
Admire all the people who take care of family and make it look easy I swear
Tapped in with the pilots on islands my niggas is violent lets make the shit clear
I done seen too much in these streets breaking down onions but try not to tear
Living off faith never had fear
From the clothes to the bows everything top tier
Aint getting no paper you niggas is weird
I had pape before I had me a beard
Since high school had hoes on they knees
Blowing on me like a breeze or a vape
Im him him name buzzing like bees
I aint local know my name outta state
Been having man you niggas is late
Selling eights till I got me some weight
Fuck a job imma run up some pape
We gone be straight it aint up for debate
Fast money I aint slowing up
On my mind like I got a crush
Get it in from the D to the H naw nigga I don't see the plug
Tell cuz gone wrap it up
18 wheeler put it on a truck
On probation got a court review and I just sold a half before I seen the judge
Drop the addy nigga hurry up
Fast money can't get enough
Told coach put me in the game watch me ball out ion need a sub
Pulling up cuz the bag clutch
Stick on me like I got a crutch
Niggas working 7 days for the same shit I can make in 7 play
Schooling niggas like the 7th grade
Best man with the wedding cake
Never been to California but a nigga really tapped in with the bay
All this pressure imma need a gage
Crack the seal then you gotta pay
Dropped a bag in every town from here to Dallas Texas bitch I feel like Chic-fil-a
Flowers on me like a bouquet
Serve and swerve on the beltway
Flew to Houston just to network but I built a lane so a nigga stayed
All I really know is get paid
Aint getting fit but I move weight
I got tired of coming up in last place
Now i'm touching bands on a bad day
Breaking down to God cuz I had faith
Got these niggas hating with a mad face
I got tired of coming up in last place
Now i'm touching bands on a bad day
Breaking down to God cuz I had faith
Got these niggas hating with a mad face
Inspire niggas with these gold medals I aint had a job in a few years
I was living check to check off that 9 to 5 now it's VVS in my ear
Had priors when I went in for sentencing stomach was bubbling said me a prayer
Admire all the people who take care of family and make it look easy I swear
Tapped in with the pilots on islands my niggas is violent lets make the shit clear
I done seen too much in these streets breaking down onions but try not to tear
Living off faith never had fear
From the clothes to the bows everything top tier
Aint getting no paper you niggas is weird
I had pape before I had me a beard
Since high school had hoes on they knees
Blowing on me like a breeze or a vape
Im him him name buzzing like bees
I aint local know my name outta state
Been having man you niggas is late
Selling eights till I got me some weight
Fuck a job imma run up some pape
We gone be straight it aint up for debate
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Writer(s): Chylie Watkins
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