Lost It All
The money the cars the finer things Damn You every felt like you had evrything you need Then lost it all Well i have shit crazy Shit turn you to a demon
Just a young nigga balling i been getting money I'm moving them racks through the city I Just Left the jewler and copped a new piece you can see all my diamonds they hitting
Ran down on my opps now he talk to the cops that's a true story ain't even kidding I got A Glock with switch and it came with tech so you know ain't missing These niggas gone Act like they all got yo back but they snitching to all oppositions If a nigga gone Rob me Bet not let me live I'm coming the pay you a visit Bitch I been balling my foot on They Neck so all you can see is my pivot I got shooters on call ain't making threat if they Show Up it's gone be a killin
Go get bag no time for chilling
Shopping bags we not stealing
So much cash like a million
Semi on me I'm concealing
Steady blowing that gas it got me my feeling I used to be broke now my cash touching Ceilings Cant neva stop till I get me a million Car changing colors look like a chamillion I Know the gang they ain't gone switch up The opps get switched up Hit him once he ain't Gone get up Cant even sit up Mama taught me leave no stone unturned I don't believe In Hiccups
Show my face all in the party before that bitch get lit up
Just a young nigga balling i been getting money I'm moving them racks through the city I Just Left the jewler and copped a new piece you can see all my diamonds they hitting
Ran down on my opps now he talk to the cops that's a true story ain't even kidding I got A Glock with switch and it came with tech so you know ain't missing These niggas gone Act like they all got yo back but they snitching to all oppositions If a nigga gone Rob me Bet not let me live I'm coming the pay you a visit Bitch I been balling my foot on They Neck so all you can see is my pivot I got shooters on call ain't making threat if they Show Up it's gone be a killin
Go get bag no time for chilling
Shopping bags we not stealing
So much cash like a million
Semi on me I'm concealing
Steady blowing that gas it got me my feeling I used to be broke now my cash touching Ceilings Cant neva stop till I get me a million Car changing colors look like a chamillion I Know the gang they ain't gone switch up The opps get switched up Hit him once he ain't Gone get up Cant even sit up Mama taught me leave no stone unturned I don't believe In Hiccups
Show my face all in the party before that bitch get lit up
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Writer(s): Djarion Woodard
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