Makes Me Wanna Holler
For the love of that money
For the love of them franklins
For the love of that money
For the love of them franklins
I done seen folks dead
From where I be standing
It was for sure we both dead
I done seen politicking turn to protest
Run a hole in the bottom of some roshe
Ever been tricked out a sack
I was thirteen when that happened
Nigga supposed to be having my back
I'm busting a play
And I'm giving you half
Psst
Nigga what's better than that
Can't be the shooter he nodding off
She can't be my boo
If we argue a lot
Uhh out here keeping it cool
Bitch keep my name out yo
Fucking mouth
Uhh
Events in my life above the clout
Player and all above the cap
Heard ya little hoe and she up for grabs
This money got these bitches conceited
I'm convinced
Angles matter as much as angels
Consequences of hitting some dangerous
This shit big can't even contain us
Keep the za and it's by the container
Told her she can't
Waive bye to my neighbors
Ain't saving no hoe that's loquacious
Can't spell it
But bitch I can say it
For the love of them franklins
I done seen folks dead
From where I be standing
It was for sure we both dead
I done seen politicking turn to protest
Run a hole in the bottom of some roshe
Ever been tricked out a sack
I was thirteen when that happened
Nigga supposed to be having my back
I'm busting a play
And I'm giving you half
Psst
Nigga what's better than that
Can't be the shooter he nodding off
She can't be my boo
If we argue a lot
Uhh out here keeping it cool
Bitch keep my name out yo
Fucking mouth
Uhh
Events in my life above the clout
Player and all above the cap
Heard ya little hoe and she up for grabs
This money got these bitches conceited
I'm convinced
Hardship made me authentic
Street given or self inflicted
Product of having ya nose
In business you shouldn't be sniffing
Uhh
They heard me
But they didn't listen
Say I'm splurging
And now that you get it
This shit really different
Street money worldwide
Isn't it
Uhh
In that water my bro
Was whipping
Fuck swimming
We out the bowl with it
Yeah that yola get stingy
Uhh
Yeah we hugging like cousins
That's distant
Eight treys and rolling sixties
Hugging at the funeral
For Nipsey
For the love of them franklins
For the love of that money
For the love of them franklins
I done seen folks dead
From where I be standing
It was for sure we both dead
I done seen politicking turn to protest
Run a hole in the bottom of some roshe
Ever been tricked out a sack
I was thirteen when that happened
Nigga supposed to be having my back
I'm busting a play
And I'm giving you half
Psst
Nigga what's better than that
Can't be the shooter he nodding off
She can't be my boo
If we argue a lot
Uhh out here keeping it cool
Bitch keep my name out yo
Fucking mouth
Uhh
Events in my life above the clout
Player and all above the cap
Heard ya little hoe and she up for grabs
This money got these bitches conceited
I'm convinced
Angles matter as much as angels
Consequences of hitting some dangerous
This shit big can't even contain us
Keep the za and it's by the container
Told her she can't
Waive bye to my neighbors
Ain't saving no hoe that's loquacious
Can't spell it
But bitch I can say it
For the love of them franklins
I done seen folks dead
From where I be standing
It was for sure we both dead
I done seen politicking turn to protest
Run a hole in the bottom of some roshe
Ever been tricked out a sack
I was thirteen when that happened
Nigga supposed to be having my back
I'm busting a play
And I'm giving you half
Psst
Nigga what's better than that
Can't be the shooter he nodding off
She can't be my boo
If we argue a lot
Uhh out here keeping it cool
Bitch keep my name out yo
Fucking mouth
Uhh
Events in my life above the clout
Player and all above the cap
Heard ya little hoe and she up for grabs
This money got these bitches conceited
I'm convinced
Hardship made me authentic
Street given or self inflicted
Product of having ya nose
In business you shouldn't be sniffing
Uhh
They heard me
But they didn't listen
Say I'm splurging
And now that you get it
This shit really different
Street money worldwide
Isn't it
Uhh
In that water my bro
Was whipping
Fuck swimming
We out the bowl with it
Yeah that yola get stingy
Uhh
Yeah we hugging like cousins
That's distant
Eight treys and rolling sixties
Hugging at the funeral
For Nipsey
Credits
Writer(s): Octavius Davis
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