Ezekiel
Narco, Julioo
YL bitch
Wake up early morning
Ask God why my niggas starving
Better life if we in a coffin
Ironic ain't it cause we living lawlesss
Fair game word to Cindy Crawford
Pick your poison better pick your problem
Money bitches and alcoholics
Rolling top shelf za to help me calm my nerves
When a nigga feeling bothered
I ain't been the same since Obama
I got a feeling that it might be karma
Love probably look better on me
But the hate make me even look hotter
Wizard flow word to Harry Potter
Rocket flow word to Robert Goddard
I'm thinking big so I'm moving smarter
Ball hard so they couldn't guard us
Name a young nigga going even harder
Put my soul in these verses
If I'm not around play this for my sons and daughters
Snakes slither in the grass no I'm not talking bout any anacondas
Friends family and your girl
All could write a statement on you if you moving sloppy
Real niggas know the code of conduct
Move on if you ain't making profit
Free Jacob he got 20 left
When I think about it I start feeling nauseous
Instead of being in the streets
You could be a king
Boss of your corporate office
I wish he knew that before twelve showed up
With the K nines and the helicopters
Cut ya nose off to spite ya face
Know some niggas that was fighting cases
I ain't going got no time to waste
Close the gap had to get the braces
Know some niggas that was playin' with guns
Problem was they ain't have the funds
Problem was they ain't have the paper
Problem was they ain't have the loot
Bad bitch I forgot her name
Since I met her, I just call her boo
My old girl started playing games
Lauren London cause she 2 new
Dimples on her call her 2 cute
Cascades we can roll too
Stone Mountain got a nice view
Stoned mountain cause I'm high too
I should get back to the profit
Preach bout the money like prophets
I like to play with money so much
That all of my banking relations is toxic
I gotta stop it
Hold up
Yea wait
I gotta play this shit safe
I just be pimpin these hoes
They calling me John but somehow I'm ducking from jakes
Somehow I'm watching for snakes
They all in my grass
I'm walking with them in my path
I gotta keep me at least like 10 steps behind
Cause I can not put nothin' past them
If all of these words was bullets you know what I'd do
I'll pull it out and I'll blast them
If all of these words was bullets you know what I'd do
I'd put these niggas in caskets yeah
YL bitch
Wake up early morning
Ask God why my niggas starving
Better life if we in a coffin
Ironic ain't it cause we living lawlesss
Fair game word to Cindy Crawford
Pick your poison better pick your problem
Money bitches and alcoholics
Rolling top shelf za to help me calm my nerves
When a nigga feeling bothered
I ain't been the same since Obama
I got a feeling that it might be karma
Love probably look better on me
But the hate make me even look hotter
Wizard flow word to Harry Potter
Rocket flow word to Robert Goddard
I'm thinking big so I'm moving smarter
Ball hard so they couldn't guard us
Name a young nigga going even harder
Put my soul in these verses
If I'm not around play this for my sons and daughters
Snakes slither in the grass no I'm not talking bout any anacondas
Friends family and your girl
All could write a statement on you if you moving sloppy
Real niggas know the code of conduct
Move on if you ain't making profit
Free Jacob he got 20 left
When I think about it I start feeling nauseous
Instead of being in the streets
You could be a king
Boss of your corporate office
I wish he knew that before twelve showed up
With the K nines and the helicopters
Cut ya nose off to spite ya face
Know some niggas that was fighting cases
I ain't going got no time to waste
Close the gap had to get the braces
Know some niggas that was playin' with guns
Problem was they ain't have the funds
Problem was they ain't have the paper
Problem was they ain't have the loot
Bad bitch I forgot her name
Since I met her, I just call her boo
My old girl started playing games
Lauren London cause she 2 new
Dimples on her call her 2 cute
Cascades we can roll too
Stone Mountain got a nice view
Stoned mountain cause I'm high too
I should get back to the profit
Preach bout the money like prophets
I like to play with money so much
That all of my banking relations is toxic
I gotta stop it
Hold up
Yea wait
I gotta play this shit safe
I just be pimpin these hoes
They calling me John but somehow I'm ducking from jakes
Somehow I'm watching for snakes
They all in my grass
I'm walking with them in my path
I gotta keep me at least like 10 steps behind
Cause I can not put nothin' past them
If all of these words was bullets you know what I'd do
I'll pull it out and I'll blast them
If all of these words was bullets you know what I'd do
I'd put these niggas in caskets yeah
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Writer(s): Clarence Few
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