Big face shit, nigga
Y'all, y'all
Gang
I'm a hustlin' ass nigga, but my nigga rob for real
It's too hot up in the city, we don't got no time to chill
Making pro's every second, we ain't got no time to kill
Every statement that I rap with niggas know I keep it real
Had the city poppin' way before I even signed a deal
Man, for real, I don't pop no pills, I f*ck her off adrenaline
Baby girl, she know it, so she f*ck you in no minute, man
All my deals face to face, I ain't never been no middle man
Yeah, I'm a real life business man
Yeah, you niggas count my chump change, but that's still a band
All my niggas ridin' sticked up just like a Taliban
Niggas say they hate me, but they see me and they still a fan
Yeah, we see opp, we spend a block just like a ceiling fac
Shot him in the back, call him Ricky, shouldve never ran
Up the score to 2 to 4 so yk we keep an even stand
Beat the pussy up, now she love me, I'm the dooney man
How you sellin' weed and you ain't bringin' no pro's, back
Got a Glock with a standard clip, I don't never lack
Nigga mad as hell, yeah, he actin' with a bowl at
Every bitch want relations, nigga, tell me where the hoes at
Yeah, you niggas keep on flippin' shit like you a 69
Bitches act like niggas and niggas act like 69
100 round drum and I hit them like 96 times
All I do is talk shit, nigga, I don't spit rhymes
But damn, nigga, time flies
Now we grow this hell, making pape like it's overtime
Driving state to state, f*ck
Driving state to state, hitting, lickd like it's overtime
Shoot the last shot at the buzz, now it's overtime
Put like 50 in his head ,now it's over, nah
Damn, I mean over with
Yeah, we got a lot of guns, poles, and toolie sticks
Yeah, I ain't ride with gang, cause I know my niggas with the shit
Yeah, enough with clapping shit
Yeah, we all rapping, but we don't be on no cappin' shit
Yeah, we smoking gas, but we be on that trappin' shit
PT pullin' up in a all black like a shit
Pulled a fifth of red, now I might take a nap and shit
But I'ma hustle them ass niggas and my niggas ride for real
It's too hot up in the city, we ain't got no time to chill
Making pro's every second, we don't got no time to kill
Had the city poppin' way before I even signed a deal
Man, for real, I don't pop no pill, I f*ck her off adrenaline
Baby girl, she know what's up, she ain't f*ckin' with no mini man
All my deals face to face, I ain't never need no middle man
I'm a real life mix man, yeah, you know I'm up
So you know I'm tryna take a stand
Yeah, nigga, we up, boy
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Big face shit, nigga
Y'all, y'all
Gang
I'm a hustlin' ass nigga, but my nigga rob for real
It's too hot up in the city, we don't got no time to chill
Making pro's every second, we ain't got no time to kill
Every statement that I rap with niggas know I keep it real
Had the city poppin' way before I even signed a deal
Man, for real, I don't pop no pills, I f*ck her off adrenaline
Baby girl, she know it, so she f*ck you in no minute, man
All my deals face to face, I ain't never been no middle man
Yeah, I'm a real life business man
Yeah, you niggas count my chump change, but that's still a band
All my niggas ridin' sticked up just like a Taliban
Niggas say they hate me, but they see me and they still a fan
Yeah, we see opp, we spend a block just like a ceiling fac
Shot him in the back, call him Ricky, shouldve never ran
Up the score to 2 to 4 so yk we keep an even stand
Beat the pussy up, now she love me, I'm the dooney man
How you sellin' weed and you ain't bringin' no pro's, back
Got a Glock with a standard clip, I don't never lack
Nigga mad as hell, yeah, he actin' with a bowl at
Every bitch want relations, nigga, tell me where the hoes at
Yeah, you niggas keep on flippin' shit like you a 69
Bitches act like niggas and niggas act like 69
100 round drum and I hit them like 96 times
All I do is talk shit, nigga, I don't spit rhymes
But damn, nigga, time flies
Now we grow this hell, making pape like it's overtime
Driving state to state, f*ck
Driving state to state, hitting, lickd like it's overtime
Shoot the last shot at the buzz, now it's overtime
Put like 50 in his head ,now it's over, nah
Damn, I mean over with
Yeah, we got a lot of guns, poles, and toolie sticks
Yeah, I ain't ride with gang, cause I know my niggas with the shit
Yeah, enough with clapping shit
Yeah, we all rapping, but we don't be on no cappin' shit
Yeah, we smoking gas, but we be on that trappin' shit
PT pullin' up in a all black like a shit
Pulled a fifth of red, now I might take a nap and shit
But I'ma hustle them ass niggas and my niggas ride for real
It's too hot up in the city, we ain't got no time to chill
Making pro's every second, we don't got no time to kill
Had the city poppin' way before I even signed a deal
Man, for real, I don't pop no pill, I f*ck her off adrenaline
Baby girl, she know what's up, she ain't f*ckin' with no mini man
All my deals face to face, I ain't never need no middle man
I'm a real life mix man, yeah, you know I'm up
So you know I'm tryna take a stand
Yeah, nigga, we up, boy
Y'all, y'all
Gang
I'm a hustlin' ass nigga, but my nigga rob for real
It's too hot up in the city, we don't got no time to chill
Making pro's every second, we ain't got no time to kill
Every statement that I rap with niggas know I keep it real
Had the city poppin' way before I even signed a deal
Man, for real, I don't pop no pills, I f*ck her off adrenaline
Baby girl, she know it, so she f*ck you in no minute, man
All my deals face to face, I ain't never been no middle man
Yeah, I'm a real life business man
Yeah, you niggas count my chump change, but that's still a band
All my niggas ridin' sticked up just like a Taliban
Niggas say they hate me, but they see me and they still a fan
Yeah, we see opp, we spend a block just like a ceiling fac
Shot him in the back, call him Ricky, shouldve never ran
Up the score to 2 to 4 so yk we keep an even stand
Beat the pussy up, now she love me, I'm the dooney man
How you sellin' weed and you ain't bringin' no pro's, back
Got a Glock with a standard clip, I don't never lack
Nigga mad as hell, yeah, he actin' with a bowl at
Every bitch want relations, nigga, tell me where the hoes at
Yeah, you niggas keep on flippin' shit like you a 69
Bitches act like niggas and niggas act like 69
100 round drum and I hit them like 96 times
All I do is talk shit, nigga, I don't spit rhymes
But damn, nigga, time flies
Now we grow this hell, making pape like it's overtime
Driving state to state, f*ck
Driving state to state, hitting, lickd like it's overtime
Shoot the last shot at the buzz, now it's overtime
Put like 50 in his head ,now it's over, nah
Damn, I mean over with
Yeah, we got a lot of guns, poles, and toolie sticks
Yeah, I ain't ride with gang, cause I know my niggas with the shit
Yeah, enough with clapping shit
Yeah, we all rapping, but we don't be on no cappin' shit
Yeah, we smoking gas, but we be on that trappin' shit
PT pullin' up in a all black like a shit
Pulled a fifth of red, now I might take a nap and shit
But I'ma hustle them ass niggas and my niggas ride for real
It's too hot up in the city, we ain't got no time to chill
Making pro's every second, we don't got no time to kill
Had the city poppin' way before I even signed a deal
Man, for real, I don't pop no pill, I f*ck her off adrenaline
Baby girl, she know what's up, she ain't f*ckin' with no mini man
All my deals face to face, I ain't never need no middle man
I'm a real life mix man, yeah, you know I'm up
So you know I'm tryna take a stand
Yeah, nigga, we up, boy
Writer: Bralen Wooley
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