Bust Down

All i wanted was a bust down When you left me i thought Who could i trust now Thinking bout the racks I cant f*ck it up now Tryna make it to the charts And make my momma proud All i wanted was a bust down When you left me i thought Who could i trust now Thinking bout the racks I cant f*ck it up now Tryna make it to the charts And make my momma proud I been getting money That will never ever change Started to get it on my own Ever Since the 5th grade I been working real hard Man i got this shit made Baby i ain't tryna f*ck Girl i only want the brain I need a backwood So i could smoke away this pain When they see me walking past They like how you get that chain I left her in the past she still Talk down on my name You said he kicking works But that nigga is a lame Mama go to church And she pray everyday That i make it out the hood And i make it to the fame Niggas said i never could but Look how i changed the game Bitches see me in the hood And they wanna know my name I'm from the jack Where niggas put in pain Don't you walk on my block We gon send shots at yo brain She said i was gon change But I still remain the same Always in my own lane You know i'm married to the game baby All i wanted was a bust down When you left me i thought Who could i trust now Thinking bout the racks I cant f*ck it up now Tryna make it to the charts And make my momma proud All i wanted was a bust down When you left me i thought Who could i trust now Thinking bout the racks I cant f*ck it up now Tryna make it to the charts And make my momma proud This choppa on my lap carry a hunnid rounds I smoke alotta weed need a hunnid pounds When we spin ya block you better put ya head down All this money in my pocket I cant even count I keep a hunnid bands yea a large amount Getting to the money cause that's what it's all about All these niggas funny they just begging for some clout I think I need some water I feel like I'm in the drought She a bad bitch but all she do is run her mouth She was getting on my nerves so I kicked her out Ya man don't get no money He stay dirty like the south We gon gun him down if he moving like a clown