Wasn’t in a foreign, I was cruising in a Pontiac
Getting to the money, SouthWest where you find me at
Money yea I take it, All coins I’m like the laundromat
Murder beats, killed the track, The song I had to body that
Riding through my hood and I’m soon to be the president
Speaking money for that green paper never hesitant
At your neck like a collar, I ain’t patient about my money
I don’t stress I go crazy, When I’m craving for my money
I be going mobile, saving traps under code names
Moving with the bud, Real cautious likе it’s cocaine
Riding solo doing my own thing, In my own lane
Nevеr lacking, Peeped the vibrate before the phone rang
When they hear Zah on the track
You know he going snap
And I was the one from our side to put us on the map
Now we in front but we ain’t fronting, We was in the back
Ain’t no handouts you on some shit, Like that nigga patch
Clean still, Nice meal
Credit swipe, Cash still
Loud Pack, Vac Sealed
Love the way the pack feel
I be running shit, I turned this track into a track field
Little nigga flow sick, Now I got the track ill
Summer time ain’t have to brawl, When we had the Glocks out
Traded dirty for the clean, Yeah I had to swap out
Me and blank busting traps at night, I had to clock out
When I saw the lights it wasn’t right, And now the swat out
Cut the day wake up again, And then repeat it
Grinding hard, Dollar menu food, I had to eat it
Couple crimes I couldn’t speak, Cuz I ain’t see it
Getting money, Stay to myself, Niggas be creeping
See you got what they want, Now they wanna take yours
Niggas pockets broke, So them niggas wanna take yours
So I Keep it lowkey, I ain’t tryn flex in public
Even though I really know, That the bitches really love it
I was on my own, Trying to fix my own plate
Grinding from the muscle, Till my fucking bones break
Savage in the cut, They like is his dome straight?
Fuck her to my song, Told her let the song play
Matter fact I lied, I already got a bad chick
Long hair yellow Jawn, And you know she hella thick
Don’t too many bitches, Really know me by my government
Stay down till we up, And we going be hella rich
Got my dreams coming closer, I can feel it
For the oops got a banana, Imma peel it
Speaking facts in this song, Can you feel it?
GDS we on top, We in the building
A1Zah started off quiet, Grew up with the streets
Had a money mindset, Had to stack it just to eat
Can’t nobody take mine, I heard the peace will keep the peace
Had to find a new hustle, No more money in the streets
Old head told me calm down, Zah you ain’t like that
Told her yea I’m short, But I’m big where the pipe at
Boss status fly, I be chilling where the kites at
Had to put her in her place, Yea you know they like that
Rapping was a gift, So I had to take advantage
Get a nice beat, Be discreet, And do some damage
All real niggas around me, Had to stamp it
All my niggas built to last, Forever standing
Tall as the empire
Started with a impala
Then I got a whip hotter
Shopping, now my chick hotter
Other MCs I been hotter, I ain’t speaking on
GDS shit we never stop, What I’m really on
Roll up a face I’m in my duffle, I be really on
Roll Qua up he in his bag, He be really drawn
Put your money where ya mouth is, That’s how I carry it
I was down Bikini Bottom, Larry how I’m flexing it
Mr Krabs with the money chasing, I’m just stacking it
In the booth spazz on the mic, Like I’m attacking it
In the booth shit on the song, Like it was laxative
Make a track, Who can compete, That’s really rapping shit
Why they faking for the cameras and the people?
This fake shit going around, Man this shit illegal
I do a crime you bet not rat, If you my fucking people
You get talking, I’ll grab them threads and I grab the needle
A1Zah, why you so real? I was really born that way
All aboard the money train, Cuz I’m really going that way
Bitch said she love me, Like I’m stupid I was born today
She drawn today
Fuck her, Then I leave her at the dawn of day
Thoughts of that Hollywood life
And them Hollywood nights
One night lil boat, Cruise pictures on sight
Make the news from a smile and wrist flick of the ice
Summertime can’t melt this watch full of cold ice
Made a stripper chick night, When she watched a nigga throw it
Made a producer nigga night, With the beat when I flow it
Made a Thot Jawn night, When I let her deep throat it
Sending shots to the opps, Im Tom Brady when I throw it
Getting to the money, SouthWest where you find me at
Money yea I take it, All coins I’m like the laundromat
Murder beats, killed the track, The song I had to body that
Riding through my hood and I’m soon to be the president
Speaking money for that green paper never hesitant
At your neck like a collar, I ain’t patient about my money
I don’t stress I go crazy, When I’m craving for my money
I be going mobile, saving traps under code names
Moving with the bud, Real cautious likе it’s cocaine
Riding solo doing my own thing, In my own lane
Nevеr lacking, Peeped the vibrate before the phone rang
When they hear Zah on the track
You know he going snap
And I was the one from our side to put us on the map
Now we in front but we ain’t fronting, We was in the back
Ain’t no handouts you on some shit, Like that nigga patch
Clean still, Nice meal
Credit swipe, Cash still
Loud Pack, Vac Sealed
Love the way the pack feel
I be running shit, I turned this track into a track field
Little nigga flow sick, Now I got the track ill
Summer time ain’t have to brawl, When we had the Glocks out
Traded dirty for the clean, Yeah I had to swap out
Me and blank busting traps at night, I had to clock out
When I saw the lights it wasn’t right, And now the swat out
Cut the day wake up again, And then repeat it
Grinding hard, Dollar menu food, I had to eat it
Couple crimes I couldn’t speak, Cuz I ain’t see it
Getting money, Stay to myself, Niggas be creeping
See you got what they want, Now they wanna take yours
Niggas pockets broke, So them niggas wanna take yours
So I Keep it lowkey, I ain’t tryn flex in public
Even though I really know, That the bitches really love it
I was on my own, Trying to fix my own plate
Grinding from the muscle, Till my fucking bones break
Savage in the cut, They like is his dome straight?
Fuck her to my song, Told her let the song play
Matter fact I lied, I already got a bad chick
Long hair yellow Jawn, And you know she hella thick
Don’t too many bitches, Really know me by my government
Stay down till we up, And we going be hella rich
Got my dreams coming closer, I can feel it
For the oops got a banana, Imma peel it
Speaking facts in this song, Can you feel it?
GDS we on top, We in the building
A1Zah started off quiet, Grew up with the streets
Had a money mindset, Had to stack it just to eat
Can’t nobody take mine, I heard the peace will keep the peace
Had to find a new hustle, No more money in the streets
Old head told me calm down, Zah you ain’t like that
Told her yea I’m short, But I’m big where the pipe at
Boss status fly, I be chilling where the kites at
Had to put her in her place, Yea you know they like that
Rapping was a gift, So I had to take advantage
Get a nice beat, Be discreet, And do some damage
All real niggas around me, Had to stamp it
All my niggas built to last, Forever standing
Tall as the empire
Started with a impala
Then I got a whip hotter
Shopping, now my chick hotter
Other MCs I been hotter, I ain’t speaking on
GDS shit we never stop, What I’m really on
Roll up a face I’m in my duffle, I be really on
Roll Qua up he in his bag, He be really drawn
Put your money where ya mouth is, That’s how I carry it
I was down Bikini Bottom, Larry how I’m flexing it
Mr Krabs with the money chasing, I’m just stacking it
In the booth spazz on the mic, Like I’m attacking it
In the booth shit on the song, Like it was laxative
Make a track, Who can compete, That’s really rapping shit
Why they faking for the cameras and the people?
This fake shit going around, Man this shit illegal
I do a crime you bet not rat, If you my fucking people
You get talking, I’ll grab them threads and I grab the needle
A1Zah, why you so real? I was really born that way
All aboard the money train, Cuz I’m really going that way
Bitch said she love me, Like I’m stupid I was born today
She drawn today
Fuck her, Then I leave her at the dawn of day
Thoughts of that Hollywood life
And them Hollywood nights
One night lil boat, Cruise pictures on sight
Make the news from a smile and wrist flick of the ice
Summertime can’t melt this watch full of cold ice
Made a stripper chick night, When she watched a nigga throw it
Made a producer nigga night, With the beat when I flow it
Made a Thot Jawn night, When I let her deep throat it
Sending shots to the opps, Im Tom Brady when I throw it
( A1ZAH )
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