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Look, Iâm trapped in a grind trying to find a way out,
With raps on my mind that I got to lay down.
My hoe up in my ear and she telling me to lay down
She want this good dick right before I make my way out.
âcause once I hit the door she wonât see me for a couple days,
She down and make the rounds for me, call her couple plates.
Making role to the safe, put them roles in the bank,
Treat me like a king but my queen man she knows she ainât.
Put my niggers on the game, put my city on my back,
Put my pen up on a pad and put the lyrics on a track.
Every single dollar that Iâm spending bet Iâll make it back
Twice up the lyrics, âcause theyâre vivid like my life.
Keep my competition scratching their head just like lice,
How I went from no bars at all, are quite nice.
Working hard, Iâm conditioned to ball just like Mike,
Not the boxer, but the hooper, Iâm the champ, youâre just a loser, bitch.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
All up in my business, need to mind your own.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
Asking questions about my riches, need to find your own.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
All up in my business, need to mind your own.
I said nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
Try to get it why I fit in, but thatâs how I go.
I guess everybodyâs real now, everybody sips slow,
Every bitch a bad one, every nigger pimp hoes,
Every nigger got swag, every nigger ghetto,
But they know theyâre lying, so theyâre walking on their tip-toes.
Better keep your eyes wide if I get you talking shit
You ainât got to be like Gucci, man, to be a walking lid.
Hip hop cosby all around, why you niggers talking bricks?
Even coppers know you flopping. Boy, youâre just a walking stitch.
Boy, you just be talking sense, no sense in talking money too
Bullshit talks, money walks, my earn has got me running to you.
Out of sight, out of mind, out of space and out of time,
Only got one life to live, so you know Iâm out to grind.
Fobie getting polished up, that mean Iâm about to shine.
Life gave me lemons so the lemonade, I make it mine.
No fifty minutes of fame, you know I gotta take my time,
Rollyâ on my wrist, bitch, Iâm coming through to take whatâs mine.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
All up in my business, need to mind your own.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
Asking questions about my riches, need to find your own.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
All up in my business, need to mind your own.
I said nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
Try to get it why I fit in, but thatâs how I go.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
All up in my business, need to mind your own.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
Asking questions about my riches, need to find your own.
Nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
All up in my business, need to mind your own.
I said nosy niggers, nosy hoes,
Try to get it why I fit in, but thatâs how I go.
- Álbum:
- Cashe Rules 2
- Via
- Heir Waves
- Charm