Korleone Flow (feat. yungkorleone)

Like Ain tell em wassup
All these handout I done gave
That shit was never enough
She never ask me how I been
It's just which hoe I done fucked?
Hoe mad I lead her on with lust but bae I'm all out of love
Know not to give these bitches nothing
Cause nothing never enough
Can't fantasize over the instas it ain't all what it seem
Ain posting pictures with no money
I get it all off the scene
Soon as the bitch walk out the door
Another drop to her knees
You keep on preaching u the prize but I'm the one that u need
I swear I'm climbing to the top
I came from right underneath
Gotta get this shit by any means
Yea I'm the one that's gone do it
Gotta understand the way I came up ain't no hoe in my blood
I know I moved out to the burbs
But I still fuck with the hood
Still banking on the work I put in
Know it take a lil time
I'm smoking dope inside the driveway just to ease up my mind
I can give u anything u want
Ain't nothing better than time
Can't wait to come up on them M's
So I can sit back & recline
Know it's soon I'll touch a million
Shit ain't far out my reach
They know I'm on can't turn me off these niggas look up to me
Remember times we played with scales
I'm Tryn get paid off a beat
And Ain trippin bout these hoes
These niggas know what it is
The hustle in my DNA the money give me the chills
Just a kid from the ghetto
They don't know how it feel
It was times Ain have it I was splitting my meals
We'd pick a play and take em Down
How me & naz used to live
My mama know I'm up to something
Was hiding shit in the crib
I'm telling brodie it's on the way just wait til it get big
They treated me like I was nun
Hoe Tryn eat all my kids
I'm telling cray we worth a B look at the shit we done did
Fucked up some thousands & lost count some shit you'll never believe
Tell em don't fall for the tricks
You know looks be deceiving
Thumb through the money get paper cuts
Just tell em give me a reason
Tried to tell em time again but they ain't wanna believe me
Free the 5 if u ever told u shouldn't be speaking
I'm getting off shooting first
Offense ain't no defense
These niggas feel a way bout hoes
I act like Ain even peep it
Niggas know they can't catch up these niggas way outta season
Like Ain tell em wassup
All these handout I done gave
That shit was never enough
She never ask me how I been
It's just which hoe I done fucked?
Hoe mad I lead her on with lust but bae I'm done with the love
Know not to give these bitches nothing
Cause nothing never enough
Can't fantasize about the instas it ain't all what it seem
Ain posting pictures with no money
I get it all off the scene
Soon as the bitch walk out the door
Another drop to her knees



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