Hopeless
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm mhm mm
Yeah
They used to laugh at me back when I was broke
Didn't take me serious I was a joke
Now I got my dick up in they bitch throat
I just count my money hoe that's how it go
Oh oh
Big racks coming out a nigga arm
Now them people wanna see what I'm really on
Get 'em gone
They just frauds gotta shake 'em off
Me and my brothers against the world I say fuck 'em all
Middle fingers to them people
They ain't love us now they say they love us nah they really jealous
But we still remain equal
But this money boosting confidence I'm overzealous
I just riding with my dawgs uh
We riding with a sawed off
My bitch bad I gotta show off
Back in my city where I come from
I just keep my circle small the blunt get back quicker
They don't stick with you niggas be like a bad sticker
She in her mood probably hungry give her all snickers
I be humble but I'm that nigga
yeah
We was raised by the fire
Skin burned we collided
I could tell when people ain't struggle that boy lying
From a place where people they pray but still dying
Foot on the gas no brake I'm still driving
(Woah)
Woah
(Woah)
(Woah)
All I got is all my brothers
Those other strangers fake cause they really don't love us
Yeah
Hood poet
They used to laugh at me back when I was broke
Didn't take me serious I was a joke
Now I got my dick up in they bitch throat
I just count my money hoe that's how it go
Oh oh
Big racks coming out a nigga arm
Now them people wanna see what I'm really on
Get 'em gone
They just frauds gotta shake 'em off
Me and my brothers against the world I say fuck 'em all
Middle fingers to them people
They ain't love us now they say they love us nah they really jealous
But we still remain equal
But this money boosting confidence overzealous
I just ride with my dawgs uh
We riding with a sawed off
My bitch is bad I gotta show off
Back in my city where I come from
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhm
Mhm
Mhmm mmhmm mhmmm mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm mhm mm
Yeah
They used to laugh at me back when I was broke
Didn't take me serious I was a joke
Now I got my dick up in they bitch throat
I just count my money hoe that's how it go
Oh oh
Big racks coming out a nigga arm
Now them people wanna see what I'm really on
Get 'em gone
They just frauds gotta shake 'em off
Me and my brothers against the world I say fuck 'em all
Middle fingers to them people
They ain't love us now they say they love us nah they really jealous
But we still remain equal
But this money boosting confidence I'm overzealous
I just riding with my dawgs uh
We riding with a sawed off
My bitch bad I gotta show off
Back in my city where I come from
I just keep my circle small the blunt get back quicker
They don't stick with you niggas be like a bad sticker
She in her mood probably hungry give her all snickers
I be humble but I'm that nigga
yeah
We was raised by the fire
Skin burned we collided
I could tell when people ain't struggle that boy lying
From a place where people they pray but still dying
Foot on the gas no brake I'm still driving
(Woah)
Woah
(Woah)
(Woah)
All I got is all my brothers
Those other strangers fake cause they really don't love us
Yeah
Hood poet
They used to laugh at me back when I was broke
Didn't take me serious I was a joke
Now I got my dick up in they bitch throat
I just count my money hoe that's how it go
Oh oh
Big racks coming out a nigga arm
Now them people wanna see what I'm really on
Get 'em gone
They just frauds gotta shake 'em off
Me and my brothers against the world I say fuck 'em all
Middle fingers to them people
They ain't love us now they say they love us nah they really jealous
But we still remain equal
But this money boosting confidence overzealous
I just ride with my dawgs uh
We riding with a sawed off
My bitch is bad I gotta show off
Back in my city where I come from
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhmm mhm
Mhm
Mhm
Mhmm mmhmm mhmmm mhmm mhm
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Writer(s): John Davis
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