Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xavier Knowles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ty Beat
Producer
Lyrics
Came from that block where they slanging that iron
We don't know nothing but hustle and grind
Trust so fucked up I don't know who be lying
Cause I been crossed out I been left in the blind
Been through some shit that'll blow niggas mind
You wouldnt have nun to say
I'm in love with that money machine
Watch what that money say
Ouuuuu ohhh
We are not friendly can't fuck with your kind
Don't make a move ima buss at his car
Ride for my nigga he right or he wrong
Don't care bout the cops give a fuck bout the cops
I can finally put the piss in the pot
Don't care bout that hoe thirty minutes I'm gone
I fuck the first night cause that hoe a nympho
I had to stay down my brain trapped in these songs
She a red flag she a SRT
If gangsta was a person is it you or me
Key to the streets got the lock and the key
Always keep it Playa cause I'm pushing p
Came along way we were breaking in cars
If scamming had a list I'd be at the top
Move them bad vibes out your corner they gone
I found us a jug and put my niggas on
We not worried bout niggas we stand on our own
Don't bring her round us cause your bitch getting boned
Just clapped this hoe she ain in my phone
Ima pop me a Addy ima get in my zone
I hit her phone ain no time she won't come
If it's in the rain that bitch still gonna run
I know this bitch like Saint laurent
I cut this bitch off cause she doing to much
Bend a bitch over I make em say hunt
You not from my side you not in my blood
The souf on the bottom we come from the mud
I did them two years and that fucked up my trust
We pull out our shit then you know we gone buss
Lil buddy a pussy he smoked like a Dutch
Money machine making sounds like flrrrr
Running through hoes like a white t shirt
Came from that block where they be slanging that iron
We don't know nothing but hustle and grind
Trust so fucked up I don't know who be lying
Cause I been crossed out I been left in the blind
Been through some shit that'll blow niggas mind
You wouldnt have nun to say
I'm in love with that money machine
Watch what that money say
Ouuuuu ohhh
We are not friendly can't fuck with your kind
Don't make a move ima buss at his car
Ride for my nigga he right or he wrong
Don't care bout the cops give a fuck bout the cops
I can finally put the piss in the pot
Don't care bout that hoe thirty minutes I'm gone
I fuck the first night cause that hoe a nympho
I had to stay down my brain trapped in these songs
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