Lyrics

(Give me the power, gotta move smarter, gotta work harder, gotta move better) (Gotta move better, yeah) (Gotta move better, yeah) (Gotta move) (Gotta move) (Gotta move better) Give me the power, I gotta move smarter I gotta work harder, I gotta do better I work by the hour, I gotta go farther I do it for father so he can be proud of me So he can be proud of me Thin little bitch said she gon' swallow me Said she gon' swallow me, I got her on top of me All of my family they know I gotta get it I been counting up on nothing but hundreds and fifty's Sipping on Henny, drinking on Remi All of my liquor is dark like a penny My momma said she proud of me, she feeling like Penny Think you killing me lil boy, I come back like Kenny Corn row Kenny Kicking shit like kung fu I put my shooters on top of you Feel like some pirates, we taking the loot Walk with a shotty like I'm in a boot Your boy is the truth, I'm in the booth Making these hits, this what I do You is not gang, boy who is you Saying it's war lil nigga, I rally my troops Rally the troops we going to war Boy I'm the best, where's my award Walk in my closet it looks like a store Said that's your girl, I'm fucking your whore Getting these numbers, but I need more When my niggas go shoot, we ain't adding three to no score Three to no score Give me the power, I gotta move smarter I gotta work harder, I gotta do better I work by the hour, I gotta go farther I do it for father so he can be proud of me So he can be proud of me Thin little bitch said she gon' swallow me Said she gon' swallow me, I got her on top of me High out my mind, I'm high like a kite These niggas just copy, these niggas just bite I just paid six hundred dollars for the glocky, boy we not finna fight We stay with some pipes Said he keep some angels then we shooting the sky Stealing my flow, I'm fucking your hoe, nigga that's eye for an eye Hot girl all up on my phone, calling me, I'm really that guy All of my watches really on froze, a nigga like me is in love with the ice Ten bad bitches just tryna give dome, that's what I see, that what I spy She acting like an angel but that's just the devil in disguise Give me the power, I gotta move smarter I gotta work harder, I gotta do better I work by the hour, I gotta go farther I do it for father so he can be proud of me Proud of me, proud of me
Writer(s): Marcus Esparza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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