Lyrics

Tahj money Trey made this beat Look, aye when I shot my first pistol I was 13 My main man took a dub before 17 Who woulda thought that we would never ever speak again? Loyalty and the love I had for you my only weaknesses Let a hoe control what you do, boy you weak as shit Pound still got a open case I hope he beat this shit I keep pouring all of these lines, they say I need to quit Got a half a mil in the stash to take care of freedom way I'm just tryna feed my jit That water shallow but it get deeper when you panic A conqueror, I can survive in Atlantic A monster, I'm the Loch Ness gigantic Real maniac, got a fool flip foreigns back to back Shawty do back to back on God, they finally react Know we having bulletproof cars wherever we at She WAP bigger than your front yard you never in that Ay face shot fuck a nigga, face card it's the pay Aye how you real but you always speaking down on your niggas? I don't put a chain on each and every one of my niggas You can't win if you don't try If you don't ever take the risk then you will never make it out it One way in one way out it I can give a fuck about what they think They'll never tell my story How my momma house got two wings They'll never talk about them things Batmobile in the driveway, bitch I'm Bruce Wayne Vacuseal, put it on the highway, bitch I do things How the fuck me and you tight? Ain't no shoestrings We just fucking and you still lying, bitch you too strange We just came back from Dubai we ran two trains Look big roll gold Rollie on me, that bitch too plain That shit that I pop make her drop her lil' panties Big ole Glock on me, shit sound like a cannon All these damn rocks on me, looking like the canyons Huh uh, I know that nigga can't stand me I'm probably sliding through the Pork n Beans When I'm in Miami I'll probably sliding through to where them Hunters be when I'm in Los Angeles I just got a 8th from BA, bitch we straight When Zally got a plug, when he ate bitch we ate Never knew the money felt this good Bitch I make that money look real good Bitch can't get a dollar all she get is wood Wish a nigga would, wish a nigga would Niggas ain't really happy Look they don't wanna see a nigga good, living lavish How you respect your big dog? Man that nigga ratted How you respect your bitch dog? And she let me have it
Writer(s): Rayshawn Bennett, Tahj Vaughn, Thomas Horton, Frank D Gilliam Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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