Jackpot

I been through hard times Stackin this money getting this paper Now it’s all mine Everyday trappin making it happen on the front line Bleeding the block me and my glock Yea it’s game time Trap after trap puttin in work I’m talkin all night Can’t tell me nothing nigga I got with my own grind No room for sucka niggas You pussy can get flatlined Run up these numbers im triple 7 like i’m jackpot King of the streets holding my crown through these hard times Rap what trap Show me your netwoth You frontn you cappin U got no network It’s all just part of the game It’s all the same. Can’t maintain pain While they walk g through the flames Niggas get money buy chains & make a name You trappin off pounds you movin work You sellin weight They all fall off Soon as they start moving Astray It’s more than enough room get money right off the plate I been through hard times Stackin this money getting this paper Now it’s all mine Everyday trappin making it happen on the front line Bleeding the block me and my glock Yea it’s game time Trap after trap puttin in work I’m talkin all night Can’t tell me nothing nigga I got with my own grind No room for sucka niggas You pussy can get flatlined Run up these numbers im triple 7 like i’m jackpot King of the streets holding my crown through these hard times I play the streets like it the blacktop (Blacktop) Known triple threat when hustle hard When i’m on da block I ain’t seen the I can never vouch for a nigha Who never put in work F*ck getting out da mug I dig it outta da dirt. Hard times will show true colors & what you really worth Either life gonna mold or fold Or leave you hurt Pops told me if he who you who he is believe him Knowing me i don’t trust the neither either Talk what it really is Talk how you really feel You mouth writing checks That ya ass can’t cash still I been through hard times Stackin this money getting this paper Now it’s all mine Everyday trappin making it happen on the front line Bleeding the block me and my glock Yea it’s game time Trap after trap puttin in work I’m talkin all night Can’t tell me nothing nigga I got with my own grind No room for sucka niggas You pussy can get flatlined Run up these numbers im triple 7 like i’m jackpot King of the streets holding my crown through these hard times