Ashes
If this rap shit don't do it for me, breaking banks will
Trying to stay afloat, I learned how to swim like redveil
Thief up in the night, trying to sleep tight off dayquil
I got you right where I want you, lil nigga stay still
Praying that you can't feel when this bomb drop
When the shots ring, and the calls drop
Skirt off in a X6 beamer with the drop top, hotboxin shit
It ain't no joke, when we pull up, niggas knock knockin shit
Y'all niggas not that lit
Pass my main bitch to my bottom bitch
I pray to God this shit don't end up on no shade room
My dawg doing push ups by the day room
Sending me a kite, saying it ain't nun you can't do, so might as well make moves
I'm coming for the top, niggas might as well make room
My midas touch, all gold
Niggas rockin fake jewels, but dropping gems
Them other niggas, we not with them
They rats on the low, we made copies of mice and men
My light is dem, hope it shine bright one day
I won't ever cut my nose off to spite my face
And if these niggas want smoke, I'll get high today
And by the way, I'm still that nigga from the 918, let's go
Ashes to ashes, dust to the dust
Bringin all this cash in, don't know who to trust
In dis club, thinkin what if niggas shoot it up?
You would let that thang go, if you was us
Ashes to ashes, dust to the dust
Bringin all these bags in, don't know who to trust
In dis foreign, thinkin what if niggas shoot it up?
You would let that thang go, if you was us
Trying to stay afloat, I learned how to swim like redveil
Thief up in the night, trying to sleep tight off dayquil
I got you right where I want you, lil nigga stay still
Praying that you can't feel when this bomb drop
When the shots ring, and the calls drop
Skirt off in a X6 beamer with the drop top, hotboxin shit
It ain't no joke, when we pull up, niggas knock knockin shit
Y'all niggas not that lit
Pass my main bitch to my bottom bitch
I pray to God this shit don't end up on no shade room
My dawg doing push ups by the day room
Sending me a kite, saying it ain't nun you can't do, so might as well make moves
I'm coming for the top, niggas might as well make room
My midas touch, all gold
Niggas rockin fake jewels, but dropping gems
Them other niggas, we not with them
They rats on the low, we made copies of mice and men
My light is dem, hope it shine bright one day
I won't ever cut my nose off to spite my face
And if these niggas want smoke, I'll get high today
And by the way, I'm still that nigga from the 918, let's go
Ashes to ashes, dust to the dust
Bringin all this cash in, don't know who to trust
In dis club, thinkin what if niggas shoot it up?
You would let that thang go, if you was us
Ashes to ashes, dust to the dust
Bringin all these bags in, don't know who to trust
In dis foreign, thinkin what if niggas shoot it up?
You would let that thang go, if you was us
Credits
Writer(s): La Ryda
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