MPR (feat. YG Moore & Wee Wop)

Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command No we not the same I'm built to last With all of this money I need me a bag She fuck with my steezy I run up the bank Got this bitch hooked like she took the bait Want the money and power, respect Glory to god I'm feeling so blessed Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command No we not the same I'm built to last With all of this money I need me a bag She fuck with my steezy I run up the bank Got this bitch hooked like she took the bait Want the money and power, respect Glory to god I'm feeling so blessed I do not know what they got against me showing they hate and envy Just like they pockets they stomach is empty She think that we friends my pockets not friendly, can't hold on that money bag shit be to Heavy Don't be getting too close or we put 'em in body bags just like it's hefty it's out with the Trash Stay in your lane or we making him crash I been up in the stack house only countin' my money Day and night on my grind almost like I'm kid cudi, it's don life feeling like I'm sean don When I bounce back Double up, run it up, I be really on that Cold game with the cold play off white shoes like it's cocaine No you not my billie jean annie are you okay? Enough with the games it's back to this money I'm humble and focused I turn to a bully if they acting up I'm sitting them down if they acting tough We swimming with sharks they sitting with ducks It turn to a goose chase when they try to run Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command No we not the same I'm built to last With all of this money I need me a bag She fuck with my steezy I run up the bank Got this bitch hooked like she took the bait Want the money and power, respect Glory to god I'm feeling so blessed Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command No we not the same I'm built to last With all of this money I need me a bag She fuck with my steezy I run up the bank Got this bitch hooked like she took the bait Want the money and power, respect Glory to god I'm feeling so blessed Want the money the power respect Get my power from walking with tecs Ain't no nigga gon' disrespect if he do then it's off with his neck Came from the struggle I'm straight from them 'jects Gettin' this money I pull up in 'vette Put him on magazines I'm talking bout jet Killin' a nigga like nigga who next, nigga who next And y'all niggas steady hatin' I just want the cash ion care about relations If you want the money sit back gotta be patient I'll kill a nigga wack him send a nigga on vacation Pull over nigga hold on, all this ice onna nigga got me lookin like I'm frozone Twenty four karat gold on I can fight but I won't, why cause bitch I got this pole on Young nigga finna move sum nigga doing all that wolfin' swear to god he ain't gone do nun On my momma I'll shoot sum I'll kill a nigga wack a nigga pull off and let the coupe run Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command No we not the same I'm built to last With all of this money I need me a bag She fuck with my steezy I run up the bank Got this bitch hooked like she took the bait Want the money and power, respect Glory to god I'm feeling so blessed Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command No we not the same I'm built to last With all of this money I need me a bag She fuck with my steezy I run up the bank Got this bitch hooked like she took the bait Want the money and power, respect Glory to god I'm feeling so blessed Me and YGM hang with them cutters I hang with my brothas I hang with no other If a nigga disrespect the gang, nigga we gonna put you six feet under If a lil nigga pop all of these shots all of these niggas gon turn into runners I hang with the gunnas you know they got flocks with the funnels If niggas wanna play we gon' bump 'em I'm a star when I shoot out the roof, silencer put a nigga on mute You gon' freeze nigga I'm gonna shoot Kick his dead body off with the boot Your mama cried cause you on a shirt I piss on his body cause he in the dirt Rock v-lone with gucci shoes we got glocks they aim at you Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command No we not the same I'm built to last With all of this money I need me a bag She fuck with my steezy I run up the bank Got this bitch hooked like she took the bait Want the money and power, respect Glory to god I'm feeling so blessed Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command No we not the same I'm built to last With all of this money I need me a bag She fuck with my steezy I run up the bank Got this bitch hooked like she took the bait Want the money and power, respect Glory to god I'm feeling so blessed