Send Money (feat. 3ull)

We be in this bitch Free the whole gang Free the guys like Oh, oh, oh Hey, oh, oh, hey We be in this bitch Free the whole gang Free the guys like Oh, oh, oh Hey, oh, oh, hey You "gon" hit the club You "gon" turn up in the city Yeah F*ck a couple guys You "gon" do what you "gon" do Oh, Yeah, yeah, yeah "Ima" hit the "stu" Drop a track And make a "milli" Yeah You should know the vibes I get paid for what i do Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah So what I don't care bitch Send money For the homies In the slammer Yeah Bitch Send money So what I don't care bitch Send money Free my guys in them bars Yeah Bitch Send money 5 years behind bars Bitch you know the rules This why i came out so rude I don't understand shit When they come And talk about rules This why i came out so cruel Where I'm from The winters cold No love to hold Everybody out here demonized No love shown Everybody quick to rise Like You "gon" hit the club You "gon" turn up in the city Yeah F*ck a couple guys You "gon" do what you "gon" do Oh, Yeah, yeah, yeah "Ima" hit the "stu" Drop a track And make a "milli" Yeah You should know the vibes I get paid for what i do Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah So what I don't care bitch Send money For the homies In the slammer Yeah Bitch Send money So what I don't care bitch Send money Free my guys in them bars Yeah Bitch Send money They say that i've changed But what'd you think that I'm suposed to do You wasn't we me in my coldest days I supported you You're taughts are elusive You're finding excuses Instead of working hard You're trying to be exclusive With theese joints that ain't been There since the beginning You're loosing all you're change Over some dates Thinking you're winning Just think about it Say she'll hold it down But she "ion" be about it Asking you to be about it Hell "naa" leave without it Swear i could preach about it Lot of times where she could piss you off But what you "gon" do Sitt there and cry, nigga Sitt there and whine, nigga Be real, you was alot happier before You met "lil shortie" Then she starting asking you for more Got my hoodie on With EL Dizza full focused Called me a magician Got the "Hocus" to the "Pocus" I tell "em" You go to stay safe There's niggas the "ion" play games Focus on you're money Get the loot, they calling "Mayday" Get some urgency Got my mind right Just up the currency I'm thinking about "The Times" Although currently, I'm spitting theese bars Evolving through the pain with theese scars "Ion" care if you don't feel it In the End You know i kill it "Cuz" it's real Moving with patience Young king trying to be free No masson Habituel behavior Most of theese niggas they hating And yet "em" shortie looking sweet But she a real life Satan "cuz" That's real You "gon" hit the club You "gon" turn up in the city Yeah F*ck a couple guys You "gon" do what you "gon" do Oh, Yeah, yeah, yeah "Ima" hit the "stu" Drop a track And make a "milli" Yeah You should know the vibes I get paid for what i do Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah So what I don't care bitch Send money For the homies In the slammer Yeah Bitch Send money So what I don't care bitch Send money Free my guys in them bars Yeah Bitch Send money