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What's good, bruh, I just got booked for some bullshit ass armed robbery, But word to my motha we out here making big moves, you know how we do We came from nothing now we doing something, Big LFP you heard Hit me back, cause i got a light hunnid k for you Run up on you niggas, we never gon' fold (nope) Ask if I'mready you know I'mon go Got me a chop, I'm finna let it blow Shoot his ass up , leave him downed on the floor I'm like elsa , I'm finna let it go Hold on, hold on Ayy, ain't got no love, but I got out the mud I keep a 30 in jeans watch the strut Got all my drip this shit look like a flood Mac10xv he gon up he my cuh They went 0-3, they ain't catchin' a dub She told me relax, so I rolled up a dub I hop in that Charger, then go to the club They know I'm successful, my face got a smug (haha) I sippin the tea out a motherfuckin' mug You crawlin' around like a motherfuckin' bug Y'all niggas is prayin' on me, cause you suck When bullets is flyin', you better go duck I told my mama, I'ma make it one day I told all my friends, I'ma make it one day Some of these niggas say whatever you say Yeah, nigga, it really is what I be sayin' Cause I know I'm gonna make it yea one day My cousin told me, yeah, you better not change Money ain't changin' the nigga I am Money the same color green eggs and ham How we gon' do this, man? Set up a plan Tryna get up and help out all my fam The chopper go boom, and the ar go bam That boy started askin' for a hundred grams They give me the money, I upped it and scammed They think that I'm weird, but they misunderstand That boy keep on chattin' , let's go back for a band Intrude is my clothing, that shit is my brand I keep a 30, chillin' in my waistband I'm chillin' with homies, I'm chillin' with fam Ain't got no dad, so I'm the only man I hate coming home and see my mama stressed Remember the times when we all was depressed Gave her a band and I almost confessed I can't tell her nothin' about all this rap ima keep it pushin', aint want her to worry about a Young nigga with shooters and macs I'm tryna get platinum, I'm tryna get plaques Remember the times I was sellin' them packs Free that nigga, Ivan, he just got booked Upped it at someone, yeah, that nigga cooked They lookin' for charges, but they overlooked That boy is a vet, and that nigga got rooked You know me and all of my niggas on go Pull up on you, bouncin out wit four 4's And we gonna pull up and we gon let it go (hollon) Yeah, we let it go Run up on you niggas, we never gon' fold (nope) Ask if I'mready you know I'mon go Got me a chop, I'm finna let it blow (grrt) Shoot his ass up , leave him downed on the floor I'm like elsa , I'm finna let it go Hold on, hold on Ayy, ain't got no love, but I got out the mud I keep a 30 in jeans watch the strut (phew) Got all my drip this shit look like a flood Mac10xv he gon up he my cuh They went 0-3, they ain't catchin' a dub She told me relax, so I rolled up a dub I hop in that Charger, then go to the club They know I'm successful, my face got a smug (haha) I sippin the tea out a motherfuckin' mug You crawlin' around like a motherfuckin' bug Y'all niggas is prayin' on me, cause you suck When bullets is flyin', you better go duck I told my mama, I'ma make it one day I told all my friends, I'ma make it one day Some of these niggas say whatever you say Yeah, nigga, it really is what I be sayin' Cause I know I'm gonna make it yea one day My cousin told me, yeah, you better not change Money ain't changin' the nigga I am Money the same color, green as a ham How we gonna do this, man? Set up a plan Tryna get up and help out all my fam
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