Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Bankroll
True story, yeah, yeah, yeah
I fell in love with the
Dope game (dope game)
I wasn't supposed to (nah)
But mama stressed out
And bills late
So what I'm gon' do? (I gotta get it)
I hit the street headfirst
Now I'm the man (the man)
And mama single mother so
She doin' what she can (I got you)
Ayy, what you know 'bout
Comin' home
Evictions on the door? (damn)
And I ain't wanna rob
So the dope game what I chose
The money came fast and I
Started gettin' it in
I got addicted to the trap
And now I'm ten years in
Swear that I gotta
Had to let it go (trap, trap, trap)
Looks like another love T.K.O
(Ayy, I fell in love with the street shit)
Woah (yeah)
Think I better let it go
(But this shit made me the man I am today)
Looks like another love T.K.O
(Ayy, I'm saved by the bale for real, nigga)
Woah (on God)
I met a plug, and I was
Only seventeen (my migo)
He say he had the good
And he had it for the cheap (gas)
I bought 'em for four-fifty
And I sold 'em for the nine (Woo)
So every time I re-up
Always double what was mine (I doubled up)
I started gettin' heavy, gettin' stupid clientele (I'm heavy)
The next thing I know
I was bustin' down bales (Bales)
I started coppin' twenty
So he front me what I buy
Got my first fifty racks and
Threw them bitches to the sky
(To the sky)
(Gotta let it go), but ain't no stoppin'
I was makin' 10K a week
And nigga, it's profit (racks)
I started to expand and
I started gettin' bigger (woo)
Started fuckin' with this nigga
Named Six-Nine up in Memphis
Big fat nigga, man, the boy
Was movin' pounds (pounds)
He had a big cousin and the
Boy was gettin' down (gettin')
He scored a hundred pounds
Man, each and every week
I thought that boy was
One hundred 'til he sent me with police (rat)
Had to let it go
Money makin' bank
(Ooh girl, there goes Freddie)
Looks like another love T.K.O
(Ayy, bankroll, ayy, bankroll)
Woah (yeah)
Think I better let it go
(Ayy, man, I love the game, you know, I love the hustle
Know a nigga got dope)
Looks like another love T.K.O
(A nigga can leave the league, but if I leave)
Woah (Is fans still gon' love me?)
The streets don't love nobody, bro