Plan To The Riches
I write down a plan, I execute bands
Stack up the bread, got me out of that jam
Now I got new bitch 10 out of 10.
Off of the migos', she slobbin' again
Juggin' finessin' I did what I can.
Did what I did to get out of the mud
How I got snaked and you was my blood.
Got the bleach, washed it out of the rug
Cause I can't trust no more. So I just ride solo
Posted on the block dolo.
I don't need nobody
She was on my body
Lil' freak lit' bitch from the towns, Shittin' on these bitches
Chasin' only money, that's her only hobby
Yeah, only, yeah, yeah
Been in the game since a youngin' everyday thinkin' racks
Now I'm on the road with your hoe. Talking shit, get back
Versace Des Cologne and dead opps that's the aura
All my shit exotic, clothes and hoes cross border
And all the real that's locked down free all them
Know a OG stayed 10 toes he got a daughter
She gonna be 21 when he outta
He respected in the game like Rich Porter
Yeah, yeah, like Rich Porter
And I lost too many friends on the way to the top
I don't even need a 4 door, they can't wait till I flop
Just me and my bitch. She a boss and I'm a boss
I hate all these posers,
Think they bout it but never went on no drills
When you catch me by my dolo,
You better think fast,
Cause you know that I'm off of that pill
If I send you the bread,
You finish the job or else that's two Ima kill
Most of these rappers out takin' the plea,
They takin' that pussy ass deal
Cryin', dyin', all I was seein',
Strugglin', lookin' for meals
Now I'm up in the castle, got one for my ma
This shit is unreal, shit givin' me chills
Not worried about bills
Fuck that school that expelled me, fuck that appeal
Cause I signed a deal
Yeah, I signed a deal
No, we signed a deal
Now we makin' a mill, yeah, yeah, yeah
I write down a plan, an execute bands
Stack up that bread, got me out of that jam
Now I got a new bitch, 10 out of 10
Off of the migos, she slobbin' again
Juggin' finessin' I did what I can
Did what I did to get out of the mud
How I got snaked and use was my blood
Got the bleach, washed it out of the rug
Cause I can't trust no more
So I just ride solo
Posted on the block, dolo
I don't need nobody
She was on my body
Lil' freak lit' bitch from the towns, Shittin' on these bitches
Chasin' only money, that's her only hobby
Yeah, only hobby, yeah, yeah
Yeah, only hobby, yeah, yeah
Stack up the bread, got me out of that jam
Now I got new bitch 10 out of 10.
Off of the migos', she slobbin' again
Juggin' finessin' I did what I can.
Did what I did to get out of the mud
How I got snaked and you was my blood.
Got the bleach, washed it out of the rug
Cause I can't trust no more. So I just ride solo
Posted on the block dolo.
I don't need nobody
She was on my body
Lil' freak lit' bitch from the towns, Shittin' on these bitches
Chasin' only money, that's her only hobby
Yeah, only, yeah, yeah
Been in the game since a youngin' everyday thinkin' racks
Now I'm on the road with your hoe. Talking shit, get back
Versace Des Cologne and dead opps that's the aura
All my shit exotic, clothes and hoes cross border
And all the real that's locked down free all them
Know a OG stayed 10 toes he got a daughter
She gonna be 21 when he outta
He respected in the game like Rich Porter
Yeah, yeah, like Rich Porter
And I lost too many friends on the way to the top
I don't even need a 4 door, they can't wait till I flop
Just me and my bitch. She a boss and I'm a boss
I hate all these posers,
Think they bout it but never went on no drills
When you catch me by my dolo,
You better think fast,
Cause you know that I'm off of that pill
If I send you the bread,
You finish the job or else that's two Ima kill
Most of these rappers out takin' the plea,
They takin' that pussy ass deal
Cryin', dyin', all I was seein',
Strugglin', lookin' for meals
Now I'm up in the castle, got one for my ma
This shit is unreal, shit givin' me chills
Not worried about bills
Fuck that school that expelled me, fuck that appeal
Cause I signed a deal
Yeah, I signed a deal
No, we signed a deal
Now we makin' a mill, yeah, yeah, yeah
I write down a plan, an execute bands
Stack up that bread, got me out of that jam
Now I got a new bitch, 10 out of 10
Off of the migos, she slobbin' again
Juggin' finessin' I did what I can
Did what I did to get out of the mud
How I got snaked and use was my blood
Got the bleach, washed it out of the rug
Cause I can't trust no more
So I just ride solo
Posted on the block, dolo
I don't need nobody
She was on my body
Lil' freak lit' bitch from the towns, Shittin' on these bitches
Chasin' only money, that's her only hobby
Yeah, only hobby, yeah, yeah
Yeah, only hobby, yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Ahmad Aj
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