Snow On Da Bluff

I had enough, I gotta keep that thang tucked
Cause niggas be thinking they tough
Screaming you bout to do what? Promise I'm getting you plucked
You Doing that for the cameras really you snow on da bluff

Bro you straight? nah I'm thinking bout catching a case
Blowing on the gas in that scat pack throwing shots back on the interstate
I'll carry in a no carry state If the feds see I'm going on a chase
I don't want the drama why these niggas hate
Keep sleepin on me I'll be at ya wake

Let's get it straight

I took a trip out to Miami just for the fits you came to get Lipo
Getting money really always been in my blood I think my shit type O
Draped down in Fendi print yo Fs is fake that's a typo
Cell phone keep ringing it must be the money that's just my life hoe

Hello? My ex keep blowing me up
Askin me where I be at? I just respond that I'm up
I gotta run this shit it up
The money is never enough
You doing all that for the camera
Really you snow on da bluff

My fam got caught in a jam I bet a grand he stand like a man
My nigga Kam finna go ham when he out the can nigga that's spam
Everything, I did was goat shit Soon enough I'll pull up in a lamb
It's funny how Niggas be spilling the beans to get out of the can

West Trenton where I'm coming from
Tell jerz we got another one
As far as the score it's one to none
And my outfit is a one of one

South Bronx really my birth place
But I'm putting jersey out in first place
If I'm lying I'm flying You try it you dying
We Keep the pole like a survey

Yawl just live for the clout that ain't what I'm bout I just want the bag
that money is just like these hoes popping up quick and going out fast
I just be spending it quick but somehow I be making it last
Shawty keep calling my phone she know that i'm off her I got her mad

Hello? My ex keep blowing me up
Askin where I be at? I just respond that I'm up
I gotta run the shit it up
The money is never enough
Heard he said he gone so what?
He doing all that for the camera really he snow on da bluff

I had enough, I gotta keep that thang tucked
Cause niggas be thinking they tough
Screaming you bout to do what? Promise I'm getting you plucked
You Doing shit for the cameras really the snow on da bluff

Bro you good? Nah, nah I'm thinking I'm bout catching a jux
Cause these labels ain't tryna pay I ain't tryna play so i gotta jug

I think it's back to finessing
Back with the stompers they stepping
I put a O all on yo top I treat the beef like a headband

That nigga there is a deadman
I'll tick the Cal like it's red man
I'm call it fun when I put you between the sight of my FN
Really the moneys a blessing
My haters be keeping me stressing
They the reason I carry a weapon
I keep the toast like a best man

Hello? My ex keep blowing me up
Askin where I be at? I just respond that I'm up
I gotta run the shit it up
The money is never enough
Heard he said he gone so what?
He doing all that for the camera really he snow on da bluff



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Writer(s): Anthony Matlock
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