W.W.Y.D

I cannot lose my Porsche is blue
Giving them chills I got the flu
The chick with me she stuck like glue
I used to lose you have no clue
Nigas is capping to make the news
I don't know nothing you look like blue
She is a groupie She fuck in the loo
Fuck in the loo, She fucking the crew
Nigas is broke, when I talk money
They think it's taboo
Back in the days my bank overdrew
I am from the trenches I paid my dues
We had no food, I learned to cook
Nigas with money were full time crooks
9-5 nigga he cooked the books
To beat the case, He hired a Jew
He talking to God, he sat in the pew
You cannot judge him, he grew in the zoo
Wanted a Bentley, wanted a coup
Wanted a baddie, what will you do
What will you do What will you do
What will you do Break the rules or follow the rules
What will you do What will you do
Break the rules or follow the rules

I wanna make it so I hustle double
Nigga I am paying my dues
Nothing can stop me
God on my side, you hating, nigga I do what I do
He wanna make it
He scammin', stealin', shootin', pimpin'
Breaking the rules
Breaking the rules
Breaking the rules
Breaking the rules
What will you do



Credits
Writer(s): Pop Stunna
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