Lyrics

I just left the city but I ain't get traded Beat the beat up prodigal sons made it If you want these kicks Nigga you can skip Payless Bitch I'm undisputed so I feel like skip baylssss Aye because a nigga too sharp 36 mafia a nigga to smart But I ain't get lucky Like trae young why these nigs saying fuk meee Let me get up in my Duffy You might think it's Magic how I'm Passing it's a toughy Bag full of tricks ima joker You can trust me Hesi and spin Im so foul they can't touch me Fuk Scott foster where the replay Heat on the block it's bam bam or its BA Damn this shit hard Hall of fame that's how we play While you on the bench I'm in the game it's Ea Fuk it i bet 2k In my sports book got atl like smooth jay Saw my pick from over and under nigga views pay I draft kings deaaron fox brown choose play Bring a present up to caliber We play Christmas Day lil nigga check the calendar I a give the green light if a nigga tryna challenge us Like a dodge dealership I got a lot of challengers Ice in my veins like dlo My boy wanna ball you will son like ZO I was broke And bounced back Nigga d rose 50 on his chest he ran doff like he zbo You can't play me Had to leave New York for the sun nigga kd Cross over iN-N-Out you better pay me Keep a double double number 1 like I'm AD All my Niggas ball and we have plenty fun Triple doub like Big O Get me one Board man gets paid I gotta get me some Had a couple thousand saved when I hit 21 Aye they go slumber You ain't in the gym that's why you suck no wonder These niggas can't shoot mo bomba Adam 22 these niggas got no jumper Hall of fame what I'm Finna be Touching big money omm you Finna see Young nigga had a hundred thousand I been a g Like the king I was in 6 after 23 Rip 24 Give my all every time I see 24 Get a bag every time i speak 24 When I was 8 nigga I swear Id be 24
Writer(s): Markell Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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