I love my nigga next to me
I got a rider who would die for me
I f*ck back and forth
Why I said.(rider)
I do this for Maze in the motherf*ckin’ trenches
I go get it, I go get it
My niggas gon’ and get it
I got some niggas comin’ with me to the top and I’mma take ’em
And I know them niggas hatin’, but I’m waiting, I got patience.
I got b*tches rollin’ down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I go ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas
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I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top
I lost some homies, they got f*cked
Couple homies they got shot tatataaaa
I don’t count it for ..
I want that money and I ain’t first
And I ain’t lost and I gon’ get it and get it
f*ck I leave it all adjustin’
b*tches won’t f*ck my neck just they probably won’t f*ck my pocket
That’s why all you niggas watchin’, come try me, the option is only you nigga
.. get no money, f*ck with true niggas
I’m so stiff on y’all hoes
.. and I get money on them hoes (racks racks)
I’m tryna ..
All these niggas b*tches and I know it for sure
I got different whips, I got cars galore
I got different b*tches, I got women galore
All I know is money and I need me some more
You know I ain’t just talkin’, they know ..
And I just popped that motherf*cker, I show shit
I’m already hood-rich, and I tryna go legit
I need another way I’m tryna rap about this shit.
I got b*tches rollin’ down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I go ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas.
..
I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top (I’m on my way)
I lost some homies, they got f*cked
Couple homies they got shot
I don’t count it for ..
Never had a job and never plan on getting one
I came here they rowdy b*tches know it’s one on one
Let’s meet the .. I won
Change from the Pentagon next thing on her tongue
500 cash with me that’s why I got this bag on (racks)
I came from rags to riches now try sell out the dome
My b*tches skinny dippin’ they all got thongs on
You ain’t tryna get rich you need to gone gone gone
I got my weed from Jamaica, Sean Paul
Tryna be rich niggas hating on all y’all
Stayed down in this law, we get paid off
Big homie taught me if it’s a plug don’t run off, ay
Nigga stack a G like a Phillipean
And we smokin’ weed, drinkin’ codeine (drank it drank it)
I got some M’s I could buy Hardees (I could buy Hardees)
And I got some water, ..
Turn the mansion to a club, let’s have a party (let’s have a party)
We got options, you can drink Act, red or green?
All this .. I drink
Got me tearin’ up the f*ckin’ street.
..
I got b*tches rollin’ down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I go ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas
..
I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top
I lost some homies, they got f*cked
Couple homies they got shot
I don’t count it forrr.
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