Lyrics

I be that nigga that down for whatever ain't stopping for shit got my foot on the pedal I be that nigga that eat with my fellas We all that we got and we sticking together I be that nigga that get to the paper Standing on one of the greatest Dumb with this shit going crazy My nigga mos tote pistols don't fw 380 I bet that nigga fuck what heard From not having shit, to what i deserve From pockets on lint, to ball out and spurge That make niggas mad i get on they nerves I bet that nigga fuck what heard From not having shit, to what i deserve From pockets on lint, to ball out and spurge That make niggas mad i get on they nerves Let jump to conclusion, lil niggga don't get shit confuse Straight up humble as ever and down for whatever you try me I'm gone act a fool I started off with my hands in the mud They prayin one day i give up Im never gone be bankruput cause i stack every dollar the gwalla rush Up in the trenches just know i get busy can't settled self for less lil nigga Them 20, and 50s my palms steady itchin I'm gone make it stretch lil niggga We young and maintain and leaving ya brainless he shaking and panicking nigga When you speaking to me better lower your tone all the hype and profanity nigga Now i got a fuck nigga pissed off Can't tell me nun I'm a big dog Callin shots I'm a don like Chris Paul And yo big homie lame he a send off They counted me out it ain't nun new to me Member back then everybody like who is he Fuck the game up and I'm beating it brutally No laughing matter no time with the foolery I be that nigga that down for whatever ain't stopping for shit got my foot on the pedal I be that nigga that eat with my fellas We all that we got and we sticking together I be that nigga that get to the paper Standing on one of the greatest Dumb with this shit going crazy My nigga mos tote pistols don't fw 380 I be that nigga fuck what you heard From not having shit to what i deserve From pockets on lint, to ball out and splurge That make niggas mad i get on they nerves I bet that nigga fuck what you heard From not having shit, to what i deserve From pockets on lint to ball out and splurge That make niggas mad i get on they nerves It's a shame when came in this bitch that i fuck the game up niggas mad and they upset And my convos is money you talk about that then it's coo if you don't aint no subject All my niggas is brothers from another mother been Thuggin real hard since Rugrat's I don't want no award, I'm not chasing no clout Cause the scared bout the fact that I'm up next And these niggas be having audacity To come to my face and be asking me Can i hop on they shit for the free aint no more of that shit for the features it's half a key I be fly than a bitch with no stylist So much drip bunch of shit in the closet Niggas acting like bitches in blouses Cause they always talk shit and be childish Straight up from the Westside Deep in the projects Never gone stop til a young nigga time next In my own mind going In my Conscious Thinking smart wise of the top of my process Ain't no sweating this shit is too easy Fuck the peolpe who didn't believe me Gotta keep it a thousand that money keep Pilling I'm spreading this shit like Furbrezzy I be that nigga that down for whatever ain't stopping for shit got my foot on the pedal I be that nigga that eat with my fellas We all that we got and we sticking together I be that nigga that get to the paper Standing on one of the greatest Dumb with this shit going crazy My nigga mos tote pistols don't fw 380 I bet that nigga fuck what heard From not having shit, to what i deserve From pockets on lint, to ball out and spurge That make niggas mad i get on they nerves I bet that nigga fuck what heard From not having shit,to what i deserve From pockets on lint, to ball out and spurge That make niggas mad i get on they nerves
Writer(s): Darron Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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