Free P Lo

I got my money up then started losing my friends
Got better relations with ends
My niggas gonna ride we gonna end up repenting our sins
We slide got my shooters in Benz
I got the lead tucked in a front and the back since
Y'all wore out my patience it's thin
You niggas ain't real you niggas be acting real bent
The fake shit I can't comprehend

I go to war bout my brothers
We kin but we got different mothers
We'll make ya ass dance like you usher
Never could trust her
She wanting my paper in clusters
I told her to catch up like mustard
I been bout that money ain't never ever been a buster
My nigga I came out the gutter
Life is a bitch so I fuck her
She feeling me cause i go hard I'm a hustler
Bitch I was chosen
Baggage ain't claimed but its open
Gave the game dozens of roses
I got the token
Hammer on me bitch I'm totin
Can never be safe in the open
Wounds was reopened
Smoking that ganja its potent
Can't fix what could never be broken
If you in the way, I'm running you over like rodent's
I'm known just to live in the moment
Niggas be playing
Can tell that you fake by a glance
You niggas real little like ants
You holding no weight like a gram
Can't see all the cards in my hand
You won't understand
I been through it all
Never could play in the sand
The real ones they get what I'm saying
The streets ain't a game
Its really supply and demand
You niggas ain't got the command
Nigga I aim for the top
I'm hustling ain't never gonna stop
Niggas keep playing I'll open up shop
You ops couldn't take what I got
I work too hard to be coming up short from my blessings
I be too humble for stressing
I get to the cash that shit just be feeling refreshing
I flip it and double in seconds

I got my money up then started losing my friends
Got better relations with ends
My niggas gonna ride we gonna end up repenting our sins
We slide got my shooters in Benz
I got the lead tucked in a front and the back since
Y'all wore out my patience it's thin
You niggas ain't real you niggas be acting real bent
The fake shit I can't comprehend

Free my lil bro P-Lo
He got it together for real that's my key note
Fuck with my bro if you want I'll have the 9 singing that song like a C-Note
I'm changing the channel like remote
I'm snatching up cards act weird you get revoked
We straight out the six ain't no games round here
A nigga get clapped that's a demote
I'm fighting them demons
I get the guap every season
Play and my niggas get even
Ain't talkin Steven
We getting paper for reasons
Mine stick to me like adhesion
Niggas be trading like treason
Niggas be beggin and pleadin
Ain't got the same type of breedin
Waking the niggas that's sleepin
I'm way ahead of you niggas it ain't no competing
I came up from nothing
You niggas gonna hear how I'm coming
I'm wantin it all
Don't do this for nothing
Nigga I really be cutting
I'm wanting to ball
Niggas they hating
I see the envy they hurt
They want me to fall
I keep it moving
I'ma just weather the storm
I'm standing real tall
Niggas they counted me out and they must've miscounted and i'ma keep saying it
I'm hearing the critics but that shit be making me better
I'm just replaying it
I got my mind on the money and nothing can stop me I'm feeling rejoiced
You niggas be hating and that ain't the best looking trait so I'm blocking the noise

I got my money up then started losing my friends
Got better relations with ends
My niggas gonna ride we gonna end up repenting our sins
We slide got my shooters in Benz
I got the lead tucked in a front and the back since
Y'all wore out my patience it's thin
You niggas ain't real you niggas be acting real bent
The fake shit I can't comprehend

You niggas be fake for real
Niggas just wantin my place for real
Better get out my face for real
I know you be talking to jakes for real
I ain't going for nothin
I know these niggas be bluffin
Ain't none of these niggas I'm trustin
Ain't getting no money they worried bout cuffin
The bitches gonna come if you bussin
If you turnin ya back it ain't no going back
You gonna watch me succeed from the stands
I'm turning it up my mind on attack
These niggas ain't really my mans
I'm wanting the bands want my money in stacks
You niggas wont ruin my plans
I could never fall off gotta stay on the track
You niggas be stuck in a trans

I got my money up then started losing my friends
Got better relations with ends
My niggas gonna ride we gonna end up repenting our sins
We slide got my shooters in Benz
I got the lead tucked in a front and the back since
Y'all wore out my patience it's thin
You niggas ain't real you niggas be acting real bent
The fake shit I can't comprehend (yeah)



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Writer(s): Jazmine Collins
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