Addicted (feat. Bwest)

Still on the block making change (cash ) Me and you are not one in the same ( Woo) Stayed true and I stay in my lane ( yep) I want money I don't want the fame (Nah) Addicted to go getting paid ( cash) Me and you are not one in the same (Woo) I want money I don't want the fame (Nah) And I'm still on the block make change (Aye) Still on the block making change (cash) Me and you are not one in the same (Woo) Stayed true and I stay in my lane (Yep) I want money I don't want the fame (Nah) Addicted to go getting paid ( cash) Me and you are not one in the same (Woo) I want money I don't want the fame (Nah) And I'm still on the block make change (Aye) I'm addicted to go getting paid Addicted to the fast cars like skates Niggas around you gone like throw shade You gotta shine on em til they in the grave I'm just a young nigga who stuck in my ways I swear I want money I don't want the fame I swear me and you are not one in the same And that's the just reason I been getting change He don't know to hustle that shit is real strange Cuz me with the money put that on the gang The clan Wutang when it come to cake I noticed the shit that you doing is fake I'm in my own lane so we cannot relate The cookie I smoke it's not good cuz it's great Aroma gone make all the spectators hate Run up and you catch a 9 to the face Still on the block making change (cash) Me and you are not one in the same (Woo) Stayed true and I stay in my lane (yep) I want money I don't want the fame (Nah) Addicted to go getting paid ( cash) Me and you are not one in the same (Woo) I want money I don't want the fame (Nah) And I'm still on the block make change (Aye) Still on the block making change (cash) Me and you are not one in the same (Woo) Stayed true and I stay in my lane (Yep) I want money I don't want the fame (Nah) Addicted to go getting paid ( cash) Me and you are not one in the same (Woo) I want money I don't want the fame (Nah) And I'm still on the block make change (Aye) One point of my life I was drug addict Perky Yield bars I was drug happy I was on the look I was plug happy Now I'm supplying niggas who supply the drug addicts You looking at a drug addict I developed bad habits 3 or 4 Xans no chaser It was like 3 and a half bows on the table We go get that money just to spend it Cuz when you die you won't have a penny And when you down Everybody Living And when you up Everybody Bitchin I'm selling bags to help with my tuition No scholarships and Fafsa not fuckin with me I got niggas penning for me in the prison She like the way a nigga handle business Started selling half a Os yea I grammed it out Paid 150 yea that's a fair amount Bagging 14 I done turned it to the whole thing Choppa clear the oh scene You a freak baby show me Smoking Foreign Paris OG (Hey)