Outro
I told my bitch women come and go
So if she leave she can leave I will not impose
I'm with the tree we tryna figure out some common goals
And 2 of them is getting rich and fucking all these hoes
I had dreams wen I was young that I was going pro
But life happens shit happens that's just how it go
More money more problems that's what biggie say
But I'm still broke with all these problems know you feel me mayne
I can't no fucking break I can't get no fucking peace
I ain't got no fucks to give I'm just out here doing me
I'm just out here living life, I'm just tryna make a way
Tryna get this money for my niggas that done passed
Gotta get these riches for my older siblings pass away
I'm just tryna make em proud, I'm just tryna do my thing
I ain't tryna be the best I'm just tryna see a check
But they say the way the boy rapping yea they know I'm next
Had to get out the mud had to get out the street
Daddy say boy get a job but that ain't way for me
I be giving all this game I be coming with the vibes
Nigga off that east baby where I'm from they don't survive
Lotta hoes big collage, tryna start a enterprise
After dark I come alive, real niggas multiply
Clutching on this 45, niggas play than niggas die
From the land of homicide, tell me is down to ride
Tell me is down slide tell me something good
Cause I'm known to make this choppa fly
Tell me something I don't know
Tell me something I ain't seen
Know I'm fresh and clean everytime a nigga hit the scene
I'm gone
So if she leave she can leave I will not impose
I'm with the tree we tryna figure out some common goals
And 2 of them is getting rich and fucking all these hoes
I had dreams wen I was young that I was going pro
But life happens shit happens that's just how it go
More money more problems that's what biggie say
But I'm still broke with all these problems know you feel me mayne
I can't no fucking break I can't get no fucking peace
I ain't got no fucks to give I'm just out here doing me
I'm just out here living life, I'm just tryna make a way
Tryna get this money for my niggas that done passed
Gotta get these riches for my older siblings pass away
I'm just tryna make em proud, I'm just tryna do my thing
I ain't tryna be the best I'm just tryna see a check
But they say the way the boy rapping yea they know I'm next
Had to get out the mud had to get out the street
Daddy say boy get a job but that ain't way for me
I be giving all this game I be coming with the vibes
Nigga off that east baby where I'm from they don't survive
Lotta hoes big collage, tryna start a enterprise
After dark I come alive, real niggas multiply
Clutching on this 45, niggas play than niggas die
From the land of homicide, tell me is down to ride
Tell me is down slide tell me something good
Cause I'm known to make this choppa fly
Tell me something I don't know
Tell me something I ain't seen
Know I'm fresh and clean everytime a nigga hit the scene
I'm gone
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Brown
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