[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
(Baby E made this beat)
No, I ain't
Yeah, uh
I ain't playin' with my money, I ain't playin' with my money
Yeah, uh
(Xclusive made this)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, no need to explain myself, she gon' give me anyway
Never been no trick, but I could pay this bitch bills any day
I done seen so many people change, go from real to lame
Dealing with some pain, but I ain't break, you would've blew your brain
I don't give a fuck about your rank, I got a piggy bank
20K'll get you niggas flipped outside your real estate
Gotta stay focused in these streets, they tryna trick me out 'em
It be somethin' 'bout them Cuban links from Wafi, I can't go without 'em
I see they put that pressure on you, but that shit ain't make no diamond
Send a set-up bitch straight to your DM, Pooh, I'm really shiesty
You took her to your crib, you thinkin' with your dick
She sharing the location, we gon' sit on it
[Chorus]
I know they won't keep it real, I'ma always be myself
If I lose this money and my niggas, then I ain't got nothin' else
If I leave this house without my Glock, then I deserve what's comin'
If I try to idolize these streets, then I wasn't really from 'em
I know they won't keep it real, I'ma always be myself
If I lose this money and my niggas, then I ain't got nothin' else
If I leave this house without my Glock, then I deserve what's comin'
If I try to idolize these streets, then I wasn't really from 'em
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I'm so LA, I dropped a deuce when we got Andre Drummond
Told the bitch when she get tired of losin', dial me, 1-800
Peso makin' moves, about his blues, you better choose him, bitch
Came from ramen noodles, now we choosin' what we comin' in
Could've bought me a Cullinan, but I fucked off on some stupid shit
Never keepin' shit real, when it come to shit, you niggas is full of it
I don't pop no pills, I pop seals, I pop rubber bands
The FN got a styrofoam, trigger finger on the other hand
Did me and Lil Dirt, was the shit worth it? I can't say (I can't tell)
I can tell by your lacefront you like scammin' niggas from the A (Hah)
Could've paid your bills, oh, you for real? Nah, I don't pay
Same twenty-four hours, you niggas broke all day
[Chorus]
I know they won't keep it real, I'ma always be myself
If I lose this money and my niggas, then I ain't got nothin' else
If I leave this house without my Glock, then I deserve what's comin'
If I try to idolize these streets, then I wasn't really from 'em
I know they won't keep it real, I'ma always be myself
If I lose this money and my niggas, then I ain't got nothin' else
If I leave this house without my Glock, then I deserve what's comin'
If I try to idolize these streets, then I wasn't really from 'em
Yeah
Uh
(Baby E made this beat)
No, I ain't
Yeah, uh
I ain't playin' with my money, I ain't playin' with my money
Yeah, uh
(Xclusive made this)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, no need to explain myself, she gon' give me anyway
Never been no trick, but I could pay this bitch bills any day
I done seen so many people change, go from real to lame
Dealing with some pain, but I ain't break, you would've blew your brain
I don't give a fuck about your rank, I got a piggy bank
20K'll get you niggas flipped outside your real estate
Gotta stay focused in these streets, they tryna trick me out 'em
It be somethin' 'bout them Cuban links from Wafi, I can't go without 'em
I see they put that pressure on you, but that shit ain't make no diamond
Send a set-up bitch straight to your DM, Pooh, I'm really shiesty
You took her to your crib, you thinkin' with your dick
She sharing the location, we gon' sit on it
[Chorus]
I know they won't keep it real, I'ma always be myself
If I lose this money and my niggas, then I ain't got nothin' else
If I leave this house without my Glock, then I deserve what's comin'
If I try to idolize these streets, then I wasn't really from 'em
I know they won't keep it real, I'ma always be myself
If I lose this money and my niggas, then I ain't got nothin' else
If I leave this house without my Glock, then I deserve what's comin'
If I try to idolize these streets, then I wasn't really from 'em
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I'm so LA, I dropped a deuce when we got Andre Drummond
Told the bitch when she get tired of losin', dial me, 1-800
Peso makin' moves, about his blues, you better choose him, bitch
Came from ramen noodles, now we choosin' what we comin' in
Could've bought me a Cullinan, but I fucked off on some stupid shit
Never keepin' shit real, when it come to shit, you niggas is full of it
I don't pop no pills, I pop seals, I pop rubber bands
The FN got a styrofoam, trigger finger on the other hand
Did me and Lil Dirt, was the shit worth it? I can't say (I can't tell)
I can tell by your lacefront you like scammin' niggas from the A (Hah)
Could've paid your bills, oh, you for real? Nah, I don't pay
Same twenty-four hours, you niggas broke all day
[Chorus]
I know they won't keep it real, I'ma always be myself
If I lose this money and my niggas, then I ain't got nothin' else
If I leave this house without my Glock, then I deserve what's comin'
If I try to idolize these streets, then I wasn't really from 'em
I know they won't keep it real, I'ma always be myself
If I lose this money and my niggas, then I ain't got nothin' else
If I leave this house without my Glock, then I deserve what's comin'
If I try to idolize these streets, then I wasn't really from 'em
( AFN Peso )
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