What up, hoes?
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I told my bitch, look don't you have no worries
I called my bank they have my chips, 'cause I'ma be there early, yeah
I had some friends, some niggas did me dirty
I just paid rent, goddamn I'm rich, but that shit still be hurting, yeah
I play to win, I'm in the field like Gurley
Can't buy a bitch a Birkin, bust my nut on tits you purchase, damn
These women wishin' they could be deservin'
We never seem to worry, haters watchin' all my stories, yeah
But shit I'm really wishing I could find patience
Every six months I'm prolly switchin' locations
And I got problems with my girl 'cause she just think I'm all shady
Told her, "Baby you can trust me, I'm just really 'bout the paper, damn"
You kept me feeling all basic, there's no nigga like me
See I can be the worst type, or I could be the best night
I'm tryna get some M's to set my mama up right, damn
I gotta get some millions so my family can buy land
These niggas tryna kill me, so I'm bringing my Glock in
Police gon' prolly kill me if they try to stop my Benz
But when you hot as me the opps be treating you like fam
Remember all them nights we barely even could buy grams
(Womp womp) Get the money
(Womp womp) Get the bread
I can't be dealin' with no thot 'less she gettin' paid
(Womp womp) Pussy nigga
(Bop bop) You the feds
My baby live right on the opp block, I still get head
(Womp womp) Get the money
(Womp womp) Get the bread
I can't be dealin' with no thot 'less she gettin' paid
(Womp womp) Pussy nigga
(Bop bop) You the feds
My baby live right on the opp block, I still get head
If you don't see 'em, then they did me dirty
(Them niggas did me dirty)
Guess they was never worthy
Some lessons, still have to learn 'em
Breaking bread but what's the purpose?
When niggas still turn against you
Thought we was partners, split my dollars with you
These rap niggas acting all nervous
They dap me up in person but they swervin' when I'm tryna get to work
It's funny they salute me out in person but forget me on the net
Because they scared of all the X fans lurkin'
The nigga brought my family up, he earned it
Not nare niggas sticking to the code
They only stick to buying purses
But yeah nigga, the vengeance in me worth it
You niggas ain't rappin' with a purpose
I crack on any surface
The facts all on the surface, get racks then close the curtains
On checks who wanna hurt me
They only pay attention when the problem don't concern 'em
You're goddamn right that I got problems, don't you worry
I'm still out on the surface, screaming
(Womp womp) Get the money
(Womp womp) Get the bread
I can't be dealin' with no thot 'less she gettin' paid
(Womp womp) Pussy nigga
(Bop bop) You the feds
My baby live right on the opp block, I still get head
(Womp womp) Get the money
(Womp womp) Get the bread
I can't be dealin' with no thot 'less she gettin' paid
(Womp womp) Pussy nigga
(Bop bop) You the feds
My baby live right on the opp block, I still get head
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Real niggas would risk it all
For the promise of a greater outcome
And a greater income
Built this house out of recovered wood
Of ships that dragged black souls here
From now foreign shores
From chains and war, to chains and clothes
That we once couldn't afford, need I say more?