Roddy Flow

I'ma really put on for the struggle Youngins in the trap, they makin' plays, tryna bubble I'm just tryna catch a little brain, I don't cuddle And you know bullets turn a nigga brain to a puddle He said he getting money, that's a joke, need to knock it off You need to tell them people how you broke and you ain't knockin' off You the type get mad about a post and try to block it off Have the brodie turn you to a ghost, I bet he knock you off I develop money habits, I'm just tryna run it up All this shit for D-Rock gang, I swear that you not one of us Re-up on a load and get it gone, that's how you bubble up Nigga threw a flag on top the play and tried to huddle up I told her you could leave, that's if you want, cause I don't need a bitch I guess ima bad guy , cause I'm known to keep shit Brodie been a sad guy, so he on some creep shit I just been on man time, but you might say it's street shit I became a animal, you can't have a seat inside my head, that shit will handle you You did what you did and it was flaw, but I ain't mad at you I hate a stupid hoe, that try to call and have a attitude But I heard niggas envy, so I'm closin' up the back door Bitches mad, I'm fuckin' with a rubber like, what's that for Shirt from overseas and I ain't even got a passport These jeans gotta rip for every bitch you blew your last on Boy don't try to play with me We be in the trap and we ain't never closing shop You ain't got no bread, but told your man you made a lot Wait, how you sellin' grams and you ain't never seen a pot Why you keepin' rubber bands and you ain't never seen a knot Niggas fucked up and they got it all wrong When I lost the crib, it was only D-Rock, I could call on He ain't even here to see me shine, I'm hurt my dog gone And we doin' magic with them packs, we get them all gone I can never fall off, this money settin' up right She ain't get no dick a couple days & now she uptight You can make some profit off your pain, that's if you luck right I'm just tryna make it out the rain and catch the sunlight Yeah, I'm on a mission, that's probably why I'm distant Bro had told me slow down, I live fast, but I ain't listen I'm just tryna count a lot of cash and handle business Have them killers hop up on a nigga ass, don't leave a witness