Make a Way
And when you start popping
They supposed to hate you
Fuck you haters
Whoah Whoah Whoah
I took a loss
But that ain't stop nothing
I knew that come with the game
When I signed up
I got blues in my bag
And if you try something
I'ma shoot like Durant
Behind my money
Yeah I popped her
I be iced up
Come and pull out your tester
For these diamonds
Tryna hit me a lick like Tyson
And I keep me a bitch
But I ain't wifed up
Because I ain't find the right one
I was like
Fuck a whip that can wait
Let me worry about my bread
Got that out the way
I'm popping up with bread
I'm plotting everyday
I got to make a way
Keep a eye on your partners
Because niggas haters
All this money it come from labor
All these hundreds I ain't going to save it
Because when I'm dead and gone
I can't take it
I took a loss
But that ain't stop nothing
I knew that come with game
When I signed up
I got blues in my bag
And if you try something
I'ma shoot like Durant
Behind my money
Yeah I popped her
I be iced up
Come and pull out your tester
For these diamonds
Tryna hit me a lick like Tyson
And I keep me a bitch
But I ain't wifed up
Because I ain't find the right one
Let me light up
In god I trust
Don't care what you selling
Because I ain't buying
I'm on the grind for it
Yeah I'm grinding
Still mobbing
Because bitches have you tied up
These bitches a take your time up
Pussy wetter than the Bahamas
But still ain't got time for it
Niggas a go behind you
Put you in a position
That's how niggas be dying
Shit went left like a alignment
And I ain't the one
To talk down on niggas
Took a loss
Put it behind me
I knew that come with game
When I signed up
I took a loss
But that ain't stop nothing
I knew that come with the game
When I signed up
I got blues in my bag
And if you try something
I'ma shoot like Durant
Behind my money
Yeah I popped her
I be iced up (Bling)
Come and pull out your tester
For these diamonds
Tryna hit me a lick like Tyson
And I keep me a bitch
But I ain't wifed up
Because I ain't find the right one
And when you start popping
They supposed to hate you
Fuck you haters
They supposed to hate you
Fuck you haters
Whoah Whoah Whoah
I took a loss
But that ain't stop nothing
I knew that come with the game
When I signed up
I got blues in my bag
And if you try something
I'ma shoot like Durant
Behind my money
Yeah I popped her
I be iced up
Come and pull out your tester
For these diamonds
Tryna hit me a lick like Tyson
And I keep me a bitch
But I ain't wifed up
Because I ain't find the right one
I was like
Fuck a whip that can wait
Let me worry about my bread
Got that out the way
I'm popping up with bread
I'm plotting everyday
I got to make a way
Keep a eye on your partners
Because niggas haters
All this money it come from labor
All these hundreds I ain't going to save it
Because when I'm dead and gone
I can't take it
I took a loss
But that ain't stop nothing
I knew that come with game
When I signed up
I got blues in my bag
And if you try something
I'ma shoot like Durant
Behind my money
Yeah I popped her
I be iced up
Come and pull out your tester
For these diamonds
Tryna hit me a lick like Tyson
And I keep me a bitch
But I ain't wifed up
Because I ain't find the right one
Let me light up
In god I trust
Don't care what you selling
Because I ain't buying
I'm on the grind for it
Yeah I'm grinding
Still mobbing
Because bitches have you tied up
These bitches a take your time up
Pussy wetter than the Bahamas
But still ain't got time for it
Niggas a go behind you
Put you in a position
That's how niggas be dying
Shit went left like a alignment
And I ain't the one
To talk down on niggas
Took a loss
Put it behind me
I knew that come with game
When I signed up
I took a loss
But that ain't stop nothing
I knew that come with the game
When I signed up
I got blues in my bag
And if you try something
I'ma shoot like Durant
Behind my money
Yeah I popped her
I be iced up (Bling)
Come and pull out your tester
For these diamonds
Tryna hit me a lick like Tyson
And I keep me a bitch
But I ain't wifed up
Because I ain't find the right one
And when you start popping
They supposed to hate you
Fuck you haters
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