Triple Beam

DINGOOO BIG B's OR DON'T BREATHE!! I come from, humble beginnings, I could be dead or doing a sentence. I sold rock's coke dope pills weed & bitches. They kno I been getting money, niggas kno what the deal is... Stay wit my poker face on, they ask me why I'm so serious? I ain't alexa or siri, don't ask me shit and I'm serious! La bitch, its money over everything & I'm waist deep in these trenches. These bitches all in they feelings, these niggas all on my dizzick. I had some family cross me first I guess that's why I'm not friendly... F*ck all that rahrah shit, these bitches work u gon feel em I stuck my wood inside this bitch & now she call me big splender. F*ck I had to cut her off she was too bad & permiscuous I walk thru that fuckin valley wit my hand on my pistol cus i... I turned them rags to riches, no handouts, I had to get it. I was down bad on my ass no food to eat or pot to piss in My mama turned her back on me, & babymama did too Got Ptsd from all the shit that I done been thru Like that high speed chase that I went on wit my ppl That shit was detrimental, but forthat bag, that's what we into We took some majors losses but f*ck it nigga we regroup... My money gettin taller every day like a kid do! I'm styling wit no stylist countin dollar after dollar, I left home to get a Mil & I ain't goin back without it! These bitches on my trail str8 tweaking for a follow But to keep it 1 thou tho I ain't really aroused hoe.