Lyrics

(I was) Busting out pounds I was breaking them down Had em all over the ground Thought I was a clown But she fuck with me now Said she in love with the sound Fuck the bullshit Im acting up Getting my pape I aint had enough Deserving of this I had it rough Cant fuck with you niggas yall fucked my trust I was chasing my dreams on a empty stomach I was standing in V.I.P while my rent was due I was sneaking backstage with the stars while my shit was growling I ain't eat nothing all day, just some bread and jelly Mmmmmm I got 100 beats 20 songs in my pocket Aint even hear my shit they say youngin keep grinding Aint tryna hear this grinding shit Im starving Somebody show me where the money at I'm walking Uh, uh, uh I'm a hawk I soar knocking shit out the park I score you know imma start Thought I was so nice but Im breaking ya heart If that shit aint about money aint gon be no spark Thought she was the one til she came out the dark These niggas so shaky aint playin they part You all in my business you pushing the cart I had to scope out the scene (hmm) I had to shoot for my dreams (hmm) I had to stuff up my jeans Chasing that paper like I was a fiend Aint really hot yet I'm blowing off steam Success and money I get in between I'm the realist these niggas done seen I'm in my duffy the fuck do you mean I was chasing my dreams on a empty stomach I was standing in V.I.P while my rent was due I was sneaking backstage with the stars while my shit was growling I ain't eat nothing all day, just some bread and jelly Mmmmmm I got 100 beats 20 songs in my pocket Aint even hear my shit they say youngin keep grinding Aint tryna hear this grinding shit Im starving Somebody show me where the money at I'm walking Show me the money Just show me the pape I'm tryna get to the cake Not saving no hoes I retired the cape Please get the fuck out the way Walking on shit Imma keep up the pace Dont got the time for no minimum wage I was screaming free P-Lo til he beat the case First touch down we was slingin the weight She wanna fuck with the woes (huh) She wanna fuck with the bros (huh) I got her curlin her toes She call a young nigga a pro These niggas doubted aint give me a chance Been on my bully I get to the bands Aint need no handout aint get a advance Never gon fold niggas know that I can't Niggas know I could never fold
Writer(s): Jazmine Collins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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