Sammy Sosa
These bitches some vultures it's not in my culture
I'm right in that field no Sammy Sosa
I thought this shit over... Them handouts is over yeah
Uh uh
These bitches some vultures it's not in my culture
I'm right in that field no Sammy Sosa
I thought this shit over them handouts is over
I lose every time, surrounded by cobras
These chips on my shoulders
My heart on my sleeves
I'm here for that fame, and that money on me
They feigning for clout I'm chasing my dream
You get it or die ain't no in between
Look tell me who harder than me
I'm flipping these bars like they was some keys
Judy me down while I blow on this weed
They counted me out now they counting on me
These niggas some P's I'm rollling with G's
I'm rolling with bosses my nigga
Don't nobody cross us my nigga
We not known for taking no losses my nigga (we not known for taking no losses)
Look, can't let nobody betray me a soul like the 80's
A whole village made me I'm gravy
Mama these reapers gone chase me but fuck it
I love it the hate is amazing
My shit it be blazing they sweat when they play me
I smoke every beat like a Haitian
My dreads hanging long like a Rasta
Fucked around had to ferlough my whole rooster (ferlough my whole rooster)
I keep it real with no problem
I'm up and you down && I lift with no problem(uh)
I think I'm stuck at the bottom lending my hand I get stuck with the bottom(facts)
Gotta stay humble but prideful knives in your back
Just gone lift you to stardom
He was 16 when they called him left me so scared I still bleed every often.
These bitches some vultures it's not in my culture
I'm right in that field no Sammy Sosa
I thought this shit over them handouts is over
I lose every time, surrounded by cobras
These chips on my shoulders
My heart on my sleeves
I'm here for that fame, and that money on me
They feigning for clout I'm chasing my dream
You get it or die ain't no in between
These bitches some vultures it's not in my culture
I'm right in that field no Sammy Sosa
I thought this shit over them handouts is over
I lose every time, surrounded by cobras
These chips on my shoulders
My heart on my sleeves
I'm here for that fame, and that money on me
They feigning for clout I'm chasing my dream
You get it or die ain't no in between
You get it or die ain't no in between
I'm right in that field no Sammy Sosa
I thought this shit over... Them handouts is over yeah
Uh uh
These bitches some vultures it's not in my culture
I'm right in that field no Sammy Sosa
I thought this shit over them handouts is over
I lose every time, surrounded by cobras
These chips on my shoulders
My heart on my sleeves
I'm here for that fame, and that money on me
They feigning for clout I'm chasing my dream
You get it or die ain't no in between
Look tell me who harder than me
I'm flipping these bars like they was some keys
Judy me down while I blow on this weed
They counted me out now they counting on me
These niggas some P's I'm rollling with G's
I'm rolling with bosses my nigga
Don't nobody cross us my nigga
We not known for taking no losses my nigga (we not known for taking no losses)
Look, can't let nobody betray me a soul like the 80's
A whole village made me I'm gravy
Mama these reapers gone chase me but fuck it
I love it the hate is amazing
My shit it be blazing they sweat when they play me
I smoke every beat like a Haitian
My dreads hanging long like a Rasta
Fucked around had to ferlough my whole rooster (ferlough my whole rooster)
I keep it real with no problem
I'm up and you down && I lift with no problem(uh)
I think I'm stuck at the bottom lending my hand I get stuck with the bottom(facts)
Gotta stay humble but prideful knives in your back
Just gone lift you to stardom
He was 16 when they called him left me so scared I still bleed every often.
These bitches some vultures it's not in my culture
I'm right in that field no Sammy Sosa
I thought this shit over them handouts is over
I lose every time, surrounded by cobras
These chips on my shoulders
My heart on my sleeves
I'm here for that fame, and that money on me
They feigning for clout I'm chasing my dream
You get it or die ain't no in between
These bitches some vultures it's not in my culture
I'm right in that field no Sammy Sosa
I thought this shit over them handouts is over
I lose every time, surrounded by cobras
These chips on my shoulders
My heart on my sleeves
I'm here for that fame, and that money on me
They feigning for clout I'm chasing my dream
You get it or die ain't no in between
You get it or die ain't no in between
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Writer(s): T'kyh Jones
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