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When you start getting money your bitches start getting better
Niggers act funny, but really it donât even matter.
Imma keep climbing up in this game of choosing ladders,
Hoping Iâll get my shot to be the peopleâs favorite rapper.
Days going and going like the years is coming faster,
Soon as I get my chance, ainât nobody coming after.
Me and my niggers going hard like we donât care,
Gold grills and dirty tamp shit, thatâs all that I win.
Dirty tamps and gold grills is making a women stare,
Gold grills and dirty tamps theyâre trying to get a pair.
Buying off my style, taking pieces of my flare,
But I canât stop now, âcause the niggerâs almost there.
You might be up there now, but you ainât close near,
So tie a rope around your neck and kick away that cheer.
So you can save me the time and you can save me the effort
To see you niggers die slow, the shit is a pleasure.
Kill yourself and nobody else.
Kill yourself and nobody else.
Niggers say they ogâs, but theyâre acting hoe,
Telling lies to my homies, try to split my click,
Thatâs for bitches, you donât know me.
Never would I slender my brother to a nigger,
Know that gossip to a general public.
Head boy, thatâs my nigger to the end of my days,
One out of few that I met to ever deal with my ways.
Square club, thatâs the squat, forever Iâm rapping hard,
Whether Iâm rocking or rolling, the shit is up in my heart.
Gotta know Iâm staying real to the end from the start,
How you start and how you finish, royalty, never part.
Niggers can say what they want, âcause they donât know how I feel,
Because these industry niggers donât ever be in the field.
Niggers be in the studio, they donât be in the streets,
Niggers be on the beats, no, they donât want no beat.
âcause niggers wonât throw hands, niggers just run their mouth,
So put the peace in your shit and exit your way out, you bitch.
Kill yourself and nobody else,
Kill yourself and nobody elseâ¦
- Album:
- Cashe Rules 2
- Via
- Heir Waves
- Charm