Lyrics

I know it's hard For a nigga like me to stay clean in this dirty game Ran me up some change did some things I ain't never change Flip the script niggas get to trippin now it's fuck em mane God got my body ain't no way you see me tucking chains Killers right beside me jump ya move you betta pick a grave 30 in this clipper I been dying for to catch a fade Had a play up the way Sorry if showed up late Where ya wanna go baby I'm so sorry And really i been rack racing im Kevin harvick Hellcat sound like a race car when I float by ya New watch came plain Jane no diamonds My name good never told on nobody I got ya rent invested that's just In the clothes on my body Nigga no that ain't my phone bitch that's pistol in my pocket It was murder that she wrote but I'm the one that told the story I don't wanna fight no more I just wanna kick it, let's just run it up and leave tryna move you out the city I done been broke the meter why the dash came digi Movin lowkey Im still poppin Know a nigga that just left class One still robbin Man this life shit it came fast Nigga still trappin Bag after Bag after Bag after Bag Can't trip bout the shit that I wish I could have Had get up and get it ain't no time to relax Yeah This Coffee I'm sippin mojo to the max this bitch suckin my dick while I'm thumb thru these racks Pull up like a g5 uh no wagon Trap ain't got the door closed I'm still stacking Audemar put it on hold mama need a mansion I know they hate my flow cold why they tryna match it Don't try come be my friend when these racks coming in I got 2 more advances hit Dior did damage Tryna duck all these cameras No I dont pop no xannies Eat perkys like candy She naked I ran up a check might take 10 out to Vegas Dont like what I do still pull up in the latest You saved up 10 racks i spent that on bracelet I know it's hard For a nigga like me to stay clean in this dirty game Ran me up some change did some things I ain't never change Flip the script niggas get to trippin now it's fuck em mane God got my body ain't no way you see me tucking chains Killers right beside me jump ya move you betta pick a grave 30 in this clipper I been dying for to catch a fade Had a play up the way Sorry if showed up late Where ya wanna go baby I'm so sorry I been really out rack racing Kevin harvick Hellcat sound like a race car when I float by ya New watch came plain Jane no diamonds
Writer(s): Landon Jennings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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