Mo Power

Mo' Power to you nothin' ass Buck ass niggas Twenty-Eighteen, I be countin' my riches No belt, blue rags holdin' up my britches Might toss the rims and throw The Cutlass on switches Nigga's shit declinin' so now They wanna holla i ain't take no loans I'm out really gettin' dollars Nigga this a business on some Crip shit I used to see your girlfriend On some pimp shit In east max had a squabble with your homie When he hit me I dropped him Next thing lets get it over G shinin' while I'm switchin' these lanes Hoes on screamin' out my name Bitch, I'm a player, gangster, pimp, mac Had a forty squeezed on me And I lived through that Don't come around here askin' no questions 'Cause I'mma assume that yo' Ass is a detective Bitch, we gon' ride look up at the sky I'm just doin' my job ballin' 'til I die And we gon' go for it, go for it, go Go for it, go for it, go Go for it, go for it, go Go for it, go for it, go Mo' money to me mean more shit to do What's crumbs to me might be rich to you If you be good to me, then you gon' come up Hold the AK tight if they run up These G-Star jeans and the Glock nine match Sleep when he came from Sacs Fly Crip nigga catch a flight get wit'cha Jumped on a Yacht with some fly ass bitches I'm a different kinda nigga with A different kinda swag Bust different kinda moves Get a different kinda bag Learned everything I know from the streets Ain't never had a job But I'm always eatin' get it how I live Brand new wheels swear this the year that I'm gon' touch mils And still keep a hood rat in the Cut 'cause I don't give a f*ck I'm at the moon when I hit 'em up Bitch, we gon' ride look up at the sky I'm just doin' my job ballin' 'til I die And we gon' go for it, go for it, go Go for it, go for it, go Go for it, go for it, go