Fn Around
TX GXLD
Oh yea this is for me
I can't be working for free
You gotta pay me a fee
Yo bitch gone get on her knees
Flow like decay & disease
I'm spreading death to this beat
Real ones stay poppin that P
Fake hoe gone front on a G
I rather start with no key
While listening to Sugafree
Cadillac said let'em choose
Like Sporty.Gotti give them hoes the blues
Keep some pimpin off in my shoes
WinnersOnly I could never lose
Getting to it I been paying dues
Little time for a lot of moves
I fuck around had to find out
Yo Valentine what the time bout
Chase the paper they gone give us clout
It ain't new that I'm in they mouf
Trouble Town yea I'm from there
Haters & fakers get done there
True player not a fucking square
Listen close hands in the air
Bitch nigga shut up I don't play fair
Body these hits like I'm Rick Flare
WHOO CHILD who the fuck care
TX GXLD yea I'm out there
Big Chief smoke everywhere
Smoke something bitch
MAN HOLD UP
Aye Aye Aye
You know what
I'ma get back in this thang
Make'em feel it mane
Bring the pain
Cause I'm untamed
Drive'em insane
With my pen game
Ain't a thang changed
But my fucking name
I'm just getting bigger
Like a wild flame
Never gonna stop
Cause I love it mane
Never hate the player
You could hate the game
I was lost still a nigga bossed up
True I had to get my cost up
They didn't wanna see me flossed up
In a Jag, Jeep, or a Lamb Truck
Or crawling slow with the slab out
Show these bitches what the pad bout
New one bigger than the last house
And my dick bigger in a bitch mouth
Cause I'm all you hoes wanna talk about
I'm TX GXLD run and tell that
The game is GXLD I'ma sell that
Pressure folds I'ma mail packs
Wanna smoke it all when you smell that
Za funky like a piss cat
Don't hogg it bitch give my shit back
It's yo weed if you bought it
Real players keep ballin
In the game like EA
So sporty bitch call me Spalding
No time for yo stalling
When these dime breeds keep calling
It was in the plan for me coming up
Work too hard to be falling
Work too smart to be falling
Ladies calling me darling
This dick ain't free
Don't play with me
I swear to God I'm charging
I just wanna live large and
Kick my shit
YO VALENTIN
Let the beat ride out
Oh yea this is for me
I can't be working for free
You gotta pay me a fee
Yo bitch gone get on her knees
Flow like decay & disease
I'm spreading death to this beat
Real ones stay poppin that P
Fake hoe gone front on a G
I rather start with no key
While listening to Sugafree
Cadillac said let'em choose
Like Sporty.Gotti give them hoes the blues
Keep some pimpin off in my shoes
WinnersOnly I could never lose
Getting to it I been paying dues
Little time for a lot of moves
I fuck around had to find out
Yo Valentine what the time bout
Chase the paper they gone give us clout
It ain't new that I'm in they mouf
Trouble Town yea I'm from there
Haters & fakers get done there
True player not a fucking square
Listen close hands in the air
Bitch nigga shut up I don't play fair
Body these hits like I'm Rick Flare
WHOO CHILD who the fuck care
TX GXLD yea I'm out there
Big Chief smoke everywhere
Smoke something bitch
MAN HOLD UP
Aye Aye Aye
You know what
I'ma get back in this thang
Make'em feel it mane
Bring the pain
Cause I'm untamed
Drive'em insane
With my pen game
Ain't a thang changed
But my fucking name
I'm just getting bigger
Like a wild flame
Never gonna stop
Cause I love it mane
Never hate the player
You could hate the game
I was lost still a nigga bossed up
True I had to get my cost up
They didn't wanna see me flossed up
In a Jag, Jeep, or a Lamb Truck
Or crawling slow with the slab out
Show these bitches what the pad bout
New one bigger than the last house
And my dick bigger in a bitch mouth
Cause I'm all you hoes wanna talk about
I'm TX GXLD run and tell that
The game is GXLD I'ma sell that
Pressure folds I'ma mail packs
Wanna smoke it all when you smell that
Za funky like a piss cat
Don't hogg it bitch give my shit back
It's yo weed if you bought it
Real players keep ballin
In the game like EA
So sporty bitch call me Spalding
No time for yo stalling
When these dime breeds keep calling
It was in the plan for me coming up
Work too hard to be falling
Work too smart to be falling
Ladies calling me darling
This dick ain't free
Don't play with me
I swear to God I'm charging
I just wanna live large and
Kick my shit
YO VALENTIN
Let the beat ride out
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Writer(s): Marcus Williams
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