Roundtable

(Any) More dollars, more money You making money they start acting funny Couple days in the rain Hoping it turn sunny Times where I was sipping purple rain Smoking dope they ain't came for me Times where I was sitting down hoping They was there they still ain't came for me Most of these bitches evil and I got the worst end It's so fucked up Times I had to pretend but in my mind I wanted them to shut the f*ck up These bitches was doing me wrong and I was so lost I'll do a crime if that nigga touched her And that shit lost in time But every time I still say f*ck her (Nah fr) But let me gon' head talk bout this other shit If niggas wanna downplay all the shit I did Tell them niggas suck dick Before I bring you in this room this a psa Please do not touch shit And I swear to god I'll go out guns blazing If you come in with that f*ck shit (For real) Ok two door coupe riding down Blowing dope nigga Walk up in that function every time I feel just sum like the pope nigga He wanna hang with the gang ion even know em' Grab that rope nigga Fat pockets Fat wallet With a big ass stick in my coat nigga Sitting at the roundtable I feel like a don bitch This some mob shit I told twin hold the door Blow his head if nigga wanna come try to pop shit Told them niggas blow my head cause every time Ya know i'm gon pop shit Sitting with one in the head he wanna go I tell him let's go bitch One shot damn I hit him he fall down Blood get to spilling Lord knows I ain't wanna do it I'm tryna pray looking to the ceilings I start thinking damn how his mama feeling That her son was the next killing I start thinking damn like I had to do it Am I the hero or the villain One shoulder whispering in my ear Telling me I did right Other shoulder in my ear Telling me like Nigga this shit don't feel right I think I see the lights like damn nigga This shit don't feel right Tryna come back to life, gang said grab the cash That's why we here right (That's why we here right) (Any) More dollars, more money You making money they start acting funny Couple days in the rain Hoping it turn sunny Times where I was sipping purple rain Smoking dope they ain't came for me Times where I was sitting down hoping They was there they still ain't came for me Most of these bitches evil and I got the worst end It's so fucked up Times I had to pretend but in my mind I wanted them to shut the f*ck up These bitches was doing me wrong and I was so lost I'll do a crime if that nigga touched her And that shit lost in time But every time I still say f*ck her