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Stepping out Gucci they cost me 950
I'm going to hell if the opps catch me slipping
I got in my bag now these hoes want a mention
Bitch check my credentials I ain't really wit it
My dick in her throat got her choking and spitting
She want me to love her I don't got no feelings
At least not for you just the money I'm gettin
You keep talking crazy yo block Ima bend it
Watch how I fuck up the block
Couple of times I was whipping the pot
Pulled my wrist out it was covered in rocks
VVS clarity all that I got
Goin straight to the top
I can't slow down or stop
I cant lie one time I put my trust in a thot
Had me feeling different she was fuckin the squad
Steppin on my heart so now it's dead and it's gone
And that's how I found out these hoes for the streets
If you got a lil clout then they goblin meat
On the tip of her of tongue where I'm likely to be
I don't care about y'all why you worried bout me
Might've robbed some niggas but I'm never a thief
Momma faded daily we had nothin to eat
Sleeping on the floor my only cover a sheet
That shit made me harder made a monster made a beast
Bitches on my neck it make it harder to breathe
Sitting on the throne so now they eyeball the seat
I can't have no babies so she swallow my seed
These my deepest thoughts I keep on referencing me
If you get the message then you bleed how I bleed
Know some foreign bitches I got hoes overseas
Racing to the money call me Lightning McQueen
My foot on the gas so now I'm takin the lead
Nigga tried to fight me so I did em like creed
Now he wanna be on the team again
Got that work in my mitt talking Michigan
I got shooters and they killing many men
These goofy ass niggas gon lose again
I gotta bring out my tool again
Spin 20 times just to do em in
Bitch ima dog a bull like pits
I ain't like none of these niggas who be on the same shit
Smoking moon rocks, MARV'L driving the space ship
I ain't from the Zo pound but fuck with my Haitians
SLAT
.40 on me ima let that bitch clap
Like a skinny bitch that got a whole lotta ass
Since we talking bout it yeah you know that I smashed
Put her doggy style had to beat up her back

Hoes on my line I know shawty a dime
If she don't pay the fine
Then I ain't wasting time
Just did like 1200 days in the cage
Was perfecting my craft & just taking my time
Whole lotta wrongs now I'm making it right
Chasing the bag til the day I demise
Taking what's mine ain't no waiting in line
But I'm knocking you down try takin my shine
Fuck being local cuz we going global
When they see the gang they notice they gon notice the name
I moved my momma up outta the state
Before I ever went and bust down on a chain
Never switched up I just stayed in my lane
Hop in the booth and I spit all that pain
You wouldn't believe all the shit in my brain
Bitch I'm a beast I can never be tamed
I fell in love with the money way back in the day
And I swear it just made me a fool
If you try touch anyone of my brothers at 1
Then I swear you won't make it to 2
Hopped outta church and I prayed in the booth
Stacking this cash I'm just making my moves
I made a way and I'm paying my dues
Bitch now I'm rich I ain't make it in school
I told the bitch it's gon cost you a fee
If you step on these kicks bitch these Alex McQueens
We run the city come ask bout the team
Get to the money that's by any means
MJ with the rock so just gimme my rings
He think he fly we gon give em some wings
Bitch I been running
Just chasing these hunnids
I swear ima addict to blues like a feign
Brother up this bitch there ain't no hesitation
He might lift him it ain't no levitation
Smoking all this dope I call it medication
I chose separation for the elevation
I don't fuck with niggas like it's segregation
Had to go and get it with some dedication
I been up and hustling for the bread to make it
I was born for this shit feeling bred to make to it
God damn



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Writer(s): Josiah Lindsey
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