Hustlers Ambition, Pt. 2

Brother went down, man I swear I had to find a route I ain't gon' talk about the shit that I was finding out Catch a nigga lacking, I'ma slime him out Niggas had to up her hand and kill me, but they timing out Niggas had to upper hand, but they bounced out Free Raym, he coming home soon, please don't count out Free Raym, that's the thug, don't count my nikka out Bounce out with that Fully, ah-ah, and then we finna bounce Fifty bands in my pocket, I can barely count Fifty perc tens, nikka, that's a good amount Told brothers, seal them bihh's up, we finna send them out You niggas broker then a joke, I found a different route You niggas went on that scam shit, my young niggas blam shit Niggas said, what about what, got his head split I'ma tell the truth, we steppin' on that dead bitch Brother told on that skit, I can't believe that Brother did a drill with my pole, I told him, keep that Smokin' Zaza with Wallah out the p bag Get a opp gone, we bouncin' out with no ski mask Get him gone, I'm barefaced, I don't need a mask Told the bihh, you can keep your coochie, I just need a bag Fully Glocks go, rah-rah, that's extended mag Nikkas' nerds really tryna beef, you better get your dad Bounce out, I'm with all that, choppa hit his top Damn near knocked off his ball cap Fully on the baby chop, made him fall back Hit the bitch for some bands, I ain't gon' call back Hit the bitch for some bands, like, where my bag at Asked team, we was stuffin' p's in a trash bag On the road with this hoe, I'm tryna make some fast cash King stayed in school, but went to jail with his badass I told King, start lookin' up I ain't trippin' off them chickens, bitch, we cookin' up Poured a four in my Faygo like I just took enough Hundred bands out this lil' bitch, that's a hundred plus Coulda had ten off the bitch, but I fucked it up Made 150 out this rap, then put a hundred up