Hot Beezo
Yah Diggy
Current Money
Free BG
My life a movie for real
I don't know how it's gone end though
Real life
This is me at my lowest
And I still be on go
I seen my brother snort dope
I was young and exposed
Soon as I stepped in the door
My niggas cooking up wholes
And I started with O's
I should've kept playing sports
Bitch I come from the slums
I'ma section 8 baby
That's a advantage for hustlers
We had a lil something
But never really had nothing
The hammer on tuck
And I'll nail a dummy
Come fuckin with us
Shit going to end up uncomfortable
Cutthroat we dumping you
I'ma say it out loud
You pussy niggas be mumbling
And I'm praying out loud
That Current Money keep coming in
Them cash deposits
The feds be wondering
How I'm coming (Fuck em)
10 toes down I ain't stumbling (Ain't stumbling)
Don't give a fuck bout who you coming with (Coming with)
You ever played with a hundred piece
I'm waiting if they come for me
And I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I said I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I said I ain't got nowhere to sleep
Looking out for myself
Nobody looking out for me
Ain't glorifying jail cells
Ain't tryna hit the clocked either
Gotta keep that Glock heater
Knock your fucking lights out
Just like the power meters (Brrr)
That nigga switched up like sex partners
But I don't give no fucks
And I only fear God
And my pole gone erupt (Pop pop)
Put money before bitches
And then I'd poke something
And I don't owe no nigga
Don't ask me to hold nothing
Hair braided like Beezo
And I be throwing that E up
And we be ducking them people
And I'm legit and Illegal
Look inna eye of this creature
And you see fire like ether
They say a camo will fit
Into the eye of a needle
Before the day that a rich man
Is accepted by Jesus
But that sound like cap
Don't know wtf to believe in
Because I be playing with these bands
I guess that makes me demon
I fuck with killers be tweaking
We them New Orleanians
And I'm smooth like lotion
I buried my emotions
And even though I be holding
I'm hunting for some more shit
I'm hunting for more dough
I be munching on whole loafs
And I'm starving I'm hungry
I need a bigger portion
I said I need a bigger portion
(I need a bigger portion)
I'm starving I'm hungry
I need a bigger portion
This is me at my lowest
And I still be on go
I seen my cousin snort dope
And I started with O's
I should've kept playing sports
Current Money
Free BG
My life a movie for real
I don't know how it's gone end though
Real life
This is me at my lowest
And I still be on go
I seen my brother snort dope
I was young and exposed
Soon as I stepped in the door
My niggas cooking up wholes
And I started with O's
I should've kept playing sports
Bitch I come from the slums
I'ma section 8 baby
That's a advantage for hustlers
We had a lil something
But never really had nothing
The hammer on tuck
And I'll nail a dummy
Come fuckin with us
Shit going to end up uncomfortable
Cutthroat we dumping you
I'ma say it out loud
You pussy niggas be mumbling
And I'm praying out loud
That Current Money keep coming in
Them cash deposits
The feds be wondering
How I'm coming (Fuck em)
10 toes down I ain't stumbling (Ain't stumbling)
Don't give a fuck bout who you coming with (Coming with)
You ever played with a hundred piece
I'm waiting if they come for me
And I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I said I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I ain't got nowhere to sleep
I said I ain't got nowhere to sleep
Looking out for myself
Nobody looking out for me
Ain't glorifying jail cells
Ain't tryna hit the clocked either
Gotta keep that Glock heater
Knock your fucking lights out
Just like the power meters (Brrr)
That nigga switched up like sex partners
But I don't give no fucks
And I only fear God
And my pole gone erupt (Pop pop)
Put money before bitches
And then I'd poke something
And I don't owe no nigga
Don't ask me to hold nothing
Hair braided like Beezo
And I be throwing that E up
And we be ducking them people
And I'm legit and Illegal
Look inna eye of this creature
And you see fire like ether
They say a camo will fit
Into the eye of a needle
Before the day that a rich man
Is accepted by Jesus
But that sound like cap
Don't know wtf to believe in
Because I be playing with these bands
I guess that makes me demon
I fuck with killers be tweaking
We them New Orleanians
And I'm smooth like lotion
I buried my emotions
And even though I be holding
I'm hunting for some more shit
I'm hunting for more dough
I be munching on whole loafs
And I'm starving I'm hungry
I need a bigger portion
I said I need a bigger portion
(I need a bigger portion)
I'm starving I'm hungry
I need a bigger portion
This is me at my lowest
And I still be on go
I seen my cousin snort dope
And I started with O's
I should've kept playing sports
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Writer(s): Johnathan Smith
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