Burban
Turn it up turn it up
Don't call my phone I just went on a money run
Fore' I go broke I got one thing to say and I swear imma' stack it up
Made my first rack then I bought Gucci frames
"Broke a**, b**** you needa' go find a way"
Made some more cash then I bought Cartier
Ever since the start I was all about my business
Haven't made a mil' n**** why would I be chilling
Haven't made a mil' but im stackin' to the ceiling
Give the hood hope what you know what the life like
Know a couple n***** who left who coulda' got right
Boss made status might call another burban
Self made n**** who ain't never needed help
Self made n**** so I count up all my earnings
Boss made status I can do it by myself
Self made n**** no I never needed help
On my soul I won't counterfeit
N**** got right with the gang but he blew a whole bag
He ain't buy a brick
Walked through the scans I had less than an ounce
Had to find ways to go trap out my house
B****** be sick she gone' ask why I f***** her friend
Same way you thought it was cool to go lie again
Might separate, but I might wish you well
Tapped in with plugs who got right outta' Michigan
Don't call my phone you can see I do well
N***** be leeches they hate when you spaz again
Wanna' put gang on the map
S***
Wanna' make bread from the rap
Hits
F*** with the kid I can show you a new life
Stupid lil' b**** you probably knew that was the crew right
Amiri my jacket the fabric be yellow
F*** with exclusive
She feelin' my type
Cook up that
It come right from the kettle
Know it can help me go pay out a price
Ain't comin' in last, no
I just want me some cash, yeah
I just made me a fast pack
You out with ya' last, yeah
Turn it up turn it up
Don't call my phone I just went on a money run
Fore' I go broke I got one thing to say and I swear imma' stack it up
Made my first rack then I bought Gucci frames
"Broke a**, b**** you needa' go find a way"
Made some more cash then I bought Cartier
Ever since the start I was all about my business
Haven't made a mil' n**** why would I be chilling
Haven't made a mil' but im stackin' to the ceiling
Give the hood hope what you know what the life like
Know a couple n***** who left who could of got right
Boss made status might call another burban
Self made n**** who ain't never needed help
Self made n**** so I count up all my earnings
Boss made status I can do it by myself
Don't call my phone I just went on a money run
Fore' I go broke I got one thing to say and I swear imma' stack it up
Made my first rack then I bought Gucci frames
"Broke a**, b**** you needa' go find a way"
Made some more cash then I bought Cartier
Ever since the start I was all about my business
Haven't made a mil' n**** why would I be chilling
Haven't made a mil' but im stackin' to the ceiling
Give the hood hope what you know what the life like
Know a couple n***** who left who coulda' got right
Boss made status might call another burban
Self made n**** who ain't never needed help
Self made n**** so I count up all my earnings
Boss made status I can do it by myself
Self made n**** no I never needed help
On my soul I won't counterfeit
N**** got right with the gang but he blew a whole bag
He ain't buy a brick
Walked through the scans I had less than an ounce
Had to find ways to go trap out my house
B****** be sick she gone' ask why I f***** her friend
Same way you thought it was cool to go lie again
Might separate, but I might wish you well
Tapped in with plugs who got right outta' Michigan
Don't call my phone you can see I do well
N***** be leeches they hate when you spaz again
Wanna' put gang on the map
S***
Wanna' make bread from the rap
Hits
F*** with the kid I can show you a new life
Stupid lil' b**** you probably knew that was the crew right
Amiri my jacket the fabric be yellow
F*** with exclusive
She feelin' my type
Cook up that
It come right from the kettle
Know it can help me go pay out a price
Ain't comin' in last, no
I just want me some cash, yeah
I just made me a fast pack
You out with ya' last, yeah
Turn it up turn it up
Don't call my phone I just went on a money run
Fore' I go broke I got one thing to say and I swear imma' stack it up
Made my first rack then I bought Gucci frames
"Broke a**, b**** you needa' go find a way"
Made some more cash then I bought Cartier
Ever since the start I was all about my business
Haven't made a mil' n**** why would I be chilling
Haven't made a mil' but im stackin' to the ceiling
Give the hood hope what you know what the life like
Know a couple n***** who left who could of got right
Boss made status might call another burban
Self made n**** who ain't never needed help
Self made n**** so I count up all my earnings
Boss made status I can do it by myself
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Writer(s): Winston Springer
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