Bankroll

I'm the man in the city Got a plan for the city Just wait on that day I'ma blow Money motivated might roll a white paper Might serve a few fiends with the blow Working overtime with this shit I'ma stand out Killed a few beats now a nigga got fans now Pussy ass niggas always trying to stand up You a bitch and you pissed so go ahead sit down Now I got a lot of dough niggas on the road Six months ago we was sleeping on the floor Now I'm doing shows I can never ever fold If a pussy nigga try me swear to god that's on my soul Thick little bitch she bad with her ass out You the type of nigga to run and put the word out But word on the block you back flipping them birds now Bitches they will set you up just so they can take you down If you ain't getting money you a hating nigga woah Lately I been counting up this paper nigga woah Everybody said I wouldn't make it nigga woah Only took a little bit of patience nigga woah Twitter talking beef pussy ass nigga that's a typo Now I'm pissed off like Michael Razor blade to ya neck with your eyes closed Dumb droid bitch still hit me on the iPhone With a trifold I remember days When niggas had to borrow money for them dinner days Now I chauffeur through the city with the lemonade Always kept it real because they keep it fake I been focused on the commas and my database Niggas talk that talk but can you walk that walk I'm a boss and I pay that cost Shawty all in my bed gone take that off If I ever took a lost bet I bounce back Ass so phat watch it bounce back Did a little wrong now I'm back on the right track Life so dark always wondered where the lights at Never did I know do a little rap mixed with a little trap I keep money on my mind Bitch I stay up on my grind If we ain't talking money hoe don't waste my time If I'm caught with the 9 let them know I ain't a 6 Or a snitch or bitch If you try to play me like a bitch I bet I pull up with the sticks Name a young boss like this Wave from Alabama all the way to the 6 If I ever shoot I never miss Think twice before you diss Married to the game Ben Frank on my wrist Foreign chick wanna take a kodak flick Freak a bad bitch in a crop top Cooking up dope in a croc pot Serve a few fiends with this top notch Boy you really think your a hot shot But I assume not your not from the boondocks We ain't even have no bed We ain't even have no bread Niggas ain't have no clothes Sleeping in the cold mama always kept us fed But here I go again time to focus in Rhyme flow so sickening Focused on dividends crippling all of your ligaments My shit be sizzling froze up you shivering I be the plug f*ck a middleman what was you picturing Your not yourself man you must just be snickering My diamonds glistening They just be talking that bullshit but no one is listening I had to get the cake up Then I came up with the plan have a milli in a year or so I'm the man in the city Got little itty bitty titty white bitch twerking in my videos Case closed if I say so Only focused on the pesos I got a bitch from my past that I should forgive but f*ck you again I'm fixing to roll up again I'm fixing to pour up again I got this dough it just be me and my friends We finna to toast up again I got that bankroll I got that bankroll I got that bankroll I got that bankroll I'm fixing to roll up again I'm fixing to pour up again I got this dough it just be me and my friends We fixing to toast up again I got that bankroll I got that bankroll I got that bankroll I got that bankroll