Sam Austins, the best of niggas...
Bad bitches, they love a nigga...
Codeine fucks up a nigga...
Herojuana don't touch a nigga...
Break down the kush though, I'm way over puss, doe
I drop 30 like Kobe, bitch
I'm an all star, I ain't Ron doe..
You niggas get mad
Y'all ain't used to the pressure
I fucked a singin' bitch, got the head, and called her Kesha
Team Austins, bitch, should've taught you niggas better
I'll fly to Kansas, show you victory piling up weather
These hoes love me but fuck it, I'm bout to fuck them, made a couple fans become fam after Welcome
I'm throwing dollars up, picking which bitch I'ma fuck, rolling the grams in the paper, showing my ass and my luck
Fame is clearly my drug...
Everything is between it...
Victory Music, hoe...
Pride is all up between it, while your bitch is all on my penis, tellin' fuck niggas she means it, when she fuck yo' mans on the weekend, seems like cute bitches don't mean shit
I made a profit, hoe...
I made a fuckin' profit, writing stories out of nonsense, fucking women born in London, ugh...
My fear's deceased and my money flies off in weeks and I'm talking to dirty bitches that look cleaner in my sheets
Drunk bitches don't drive...
Stoned bitches don't either
I'll call a taxi for you since you'll overdose with a fever...
Don't need no dead bitches laying round in my condo, drugs all in your system, cocaine is your problem...
Making money ain't easy...
Fucking models ain't easy...
Working hard ain't easy...
The way I treat these hoes ain't easy...
I treat bitches like objects, I own them since they sleazy, I got racks to buy they racks, call that stocking up on some Wall Street
Money, money, money, nigga, money, money, money
NO I.D. drivin', look like money, money, money
Rappers want my progress, lookin' funny, funny, funny
Fans want my story, here it goes, from your lovely
... I wanna do it like no other...
I made this mixtape for my mother...
...Start praying, motherfucker...
I'll get it all, motherfucker...
Labels wanna cosign me, niggas plottin' my fall, the bosses plottin' my success
I hope it's for the best, I'm part of a bigger picture, I split the money in figures, I'll take y'all with me, my niggas, they wanna use my dreams, turn my words into memories
Taking everything seriously, I'll take the future far lyrically...
They wanna break my will to live, but they couldn't break desire, desire to be the shit, my brother
Bad bitches, they love a nigga...
Codeine fucks up a nigga...
Herojuana don't touch a nigga...
Break down the kush though, I'm way over puss, doe
I drop 30 like Kobe, bitch
I'm an all star, I ain't Ron doe..
You niggas get mad
Y'all ain't used to the pressure
I fucked a singin' bitch, got the head, and called her Kesha
Team Austins, bitch, should've taught you niggas better
I'll fly to Kansas, show you victory piling up weather
These hoes love me but fuck it, I'm bout to fuck them, made a couple fans become fam after Welcome
I'm throwing dollars up, picking which bitch I'ma fuck, rolling the grams in the paper, showing my ass and my luck
Fame is clearly my drug...
Everything is between it...
Victory Music, hoe...
Pride is all up between it, while your bitch is all on my penis, tellin' fuck niggas she means it, when she fuck yo' mans on the weekend, seems like cute bitches don't mean shit
I made a profit, hoe...
I made a fuckin' profit, writing stories out of nonsense, fucking women born in London, ugh...
My fear's deceased and my money flies off in weeks and I'm talking to dirty bitches that look cleaner in my sheets
Drunk bitches don't drive...
Stoned bitches don't either
I'll call a taxi for you since you'll overdose with a fever...
Don't need no dead bitches laying round in my condo, drugs all in your system, cocaine is your problem...
Making money ain't easy...
Fucking models ain't easy...
Working hard ain't easy...
The way I treat these hoes ain't easy...
I treat bitches like objects, I own them since they sleazy, I got racks to buy they racks, call that stocking up on some Wall Street
Money, money, money, nigga, money, money, money
NO I.D. drivin', look like money, money, money
Rappers want my progress, lookin' funny, funny, funny
Fans want my story, here it goes, from your lovely
... I wanna do it like no other...
I made this mixtape for my mother...
...Start praying, motherfucker...
I'll get it all, motherfucker...
Labels wanna cosign me, niggas plottin' my fall, the bosses plottin' my success
I hope it's for the best, I'm part of a bigger picture, I split the money in figures, I'll take y'all with me, my niggas, they wanna use my dreams, turn my words into memories
Taking everything seriously, I'll take the future far lyrically...
They wanna break my will to live, but they couldn't break desire, desire to be the shit, my brother
( Sam Austins )
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