Lyrics

I'm the best fuck what they talking Say it with your chest if you gone talk then I'm about to show you why we different you and me I could get a deal without me wilding in these streets Look Don't get me wrong at all Cuz I'm not the one at all I'm moving silent deadly They gone have to get with me Too much power Smoking sour Riding foreign All the shit i hear is capping Yea For real For real Ya favorite rapper ain't doing a drill Where is the cap I'm in Atlanta and nigga I'm good A lot of these niggas be stuck in the hood Why Cuz they got a op And probably won't pop If they got a chance They just wanna talk and just wanna dance Look Ima telling you dog I'm probably as real as it gets I really don't lie in I'm my raps I really am wit it to scrap But niggas don't know how to fight So they grab a pipe And post and then type Look If you got a bag let's run it up Yeezy they gone say I'm crazy Once I sign my deal I'm gone hit my dance and we gon make a mill Or maybe a couple I'm wilding I'm all for the money and violence You know I'm cooling don't try it No one man should have all powder Hit my plug and I came back stronger I done doubled up on the verses What is the budget the tables done turned Boy I been waiting now it's my turn Give em a run for they money Now give me the Mills cuz I'm hungry
Writer(s): Jonathan Nunez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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