[Verse 1 - Stack Bundles:]
Most niggas is cowards
Hide behind the record like a shield
Mention my name and you gon' get killed
Blood spilled for real
You niggas better chill cause I solemnly swear
To get uglier than seal
Not behind my back
Only thing I got in common with ass is I clap
Shut up, get up, bet it burns more than your sit ups
What you ate, you spit up
F*ck your outfit up, blood all over your number nines
That cute shit you was saying wasn't funny to mine
We dead ass [?]
So that smack battle rap shit will get you left dead, yes sir
Look at me, don't I look like a nice guy?
I walk around with your head priced high
Niggas playing theyselves like suicide drills
Russian roulette with a TEC and no suicide kill
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Dick up in his ear, f*ck what you heard
Changed up the pitch, couldn't hit the curve
Bum nigga go and pick a curb
Shawty wasn't lit so I hit the swerve
Booty knocking over tables, that's an ass-fault
Touchdown, nigga hit it on the asphalt
V foreign whip came with a passport
Counting straps like I'm tryna rub a rash off
Caught slipping and he froze up
Never pimps down, hoes up
Head shot, now his toes up
Represent your hood nigga, throw it up
Chinx Drugz - Welcome To JFK Album Lyrics
Chinx Drugz - Welcome To JFK Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Far Rock
[Verse 1 - Stack Bundles:]
Most niggas is cowards
Hide behind the record like a shield
Mention my name and you gon' get killed
Blood spilled for real
You niggas better chill cause I solemnly swear
To get uglier than seal
Not behind my back
Only thing I got in common with ass is I clap
Shut up, get up, bet it burns more than your sit ups
What you ate, you spit up
F*ck your outfit up, blood all over your number nines
That cute shit you was saying wasn't funny to mine
We dead ass [?]
So that smack battle rap shit will get you left dead, yes sir
Look at me, don't I look like a nice guy?
I walk around with your head priced high
Niggas playing theyselves like suicide drills
Russian roulette with a TEC and no suicide kill
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Dick up in his ear, f*ck what you heard
Changed up the pitch, couldn't hit the curve
Bum nigga go and pick a curb
Shawty wasn't lit so I hit the swerve
Booty knocking over tables, that's an ass-fault
Touchdown, nigga hit it on the asphalt
V foreign whip came with a passport
Counting straps like I'm tryna rub a rash off
Caught slipping and he froze up
Never pimps down, hoes up
Head shot, now his toes up
Represent your hood nigga, throw it up
Most niggas is cowards
Hide behind the record like a shield
Mention my name and you gon' get killed
Blood spilled for real
You niggas better chill cause I solemnly swear
To get uglier than seal
Not behind my back
Only thing I got in common with ass is I clap
Shut up, get up, bet it burns more than your sit ups
What you ate, you spit up
F*ck your outfit up, blood all over your number nines
That cute shit you was saying wasn't funny to mine
We dead ass [?]
So that smack battle rap shit will get you left dead, yes sir
Look at me, don't I look like a nice guy?
I walk around with your head priced high
Niggas playing theyselves like suicide drills
Russian roulette with a TEC and no suicide kill
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Dick up in his ear, f*ck what you heard
Changed up the pitch, couldn't hit the curve
Bum nigga go and pick a curb
Shawty wasn't lit so I hit the swerve
Booty knocking over tables, that's an ass-fault
Touchdown, nigga hit it on the asphalt
V foreign whip came with a passport
Counting straps like I'm tryna rub a rash off
Caught slipping and he froze up
Never pimps down, hoes up
Head shot, now his toes up
Represent your hood nigga, throw it up
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Go Get It
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Ever since a youngin' as far as I remember
Nigga why don't you stand on my own too
When you slow it down, start to pay attention
Start to understand what you goin' through
Still f*ck them niggas on the other side
Its only big enough for us, we don't [?]
3 different doors, choose your own fate
First ones death, don't go inside
Captivated by the grind, I'm a slave to it
Kill a nigga for a dime if he came to it
Back against the wall nigga down to scrap
When I thought I lost it all nigga found a trap
Like a DJ fiend screamin' mo' fire
Young nigga with the dream make it more top
Could have got lost in the dope spot
They don't know nothing and they know I...
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Ties on the field, kicking up dirt
Lost few close to the heart, love hurts
Sold your soul, nigga was it worth it
Jealous niggas speakin' 3rd person
Cause you walked the shoes of a happy mason
Its your first or last name on the half of David
Only way to get it was to boss up
Now a days life it don't cost much
Cause I wear a fake smile, do that make me fake
Cause I resemble Mike Brown, do that make me safe
Does this nigga got the crown, would that make me hate
Young niggas down to bang like they 808
Sub conscience. block feel like its on hook
[?] cold pussy
Coke Boy, USA dream team
For the black hope to the green screen
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Ever since a youngin' as far as I remember
Nigga why don't you stand on my own too
When you slow it down, start to pay attention
Start to understand what you goin' through
Still f*ck them niggas on the other side
Its only big enough for us, we don't [?]
3 different doors, choose your own fate
First ones death, don't go inside
Captivated by the grind, I'm a slave to it
Kill a nigga for a dime if he came to it
Back against the wall nigga down to scrap
When I thought I lost it all nigga found a trap
Like a DJ fiend screamin' mo' fire
Young nigga with the dream make it more top
Could have got lost in the dope spot
They don't know nothing and they know I...
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Ties on the field, kicking up dirt
Lost few close to the heart, love hurts
Sold your soul, nigga was it worth it
Jealous niggas speakin' 3rd person
Cause you walked the shoes of a happy mason
Its your first or last name on the half of David
Only way to get it was to boss up
Now a days life it don't cost much
Cause I wear a fake smile, do that make me fake
Cause I resemble Mike Brown, do that make me safe
Does this nigga got the crown, would that make me hate
Young niggas down to bang like they 808
Sub conscience. block feel like its on hook
[?] cold pussy
Coke Boy, USA dream team
For the black hope to the green screen
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Go Get It
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Ever since a youngin' as far as I remember
Nigga why don't you stand on my own too
When you slow it down, start to pay attention
Start to understand what you goin' through
Still f*ck them niggas on the other side
Its only big enough for us, we don't [?]
3 different doors, choose your own fate
First ones death, don't go inside
Captivated by the grind, I'm a slave to it
Kill a nigga for a dime if he came to it
Back against the wall nigga down to scrap
When I thought I lost it all nigga found a trap
Like a DJ fiend screamin' mo' fire
Young nigga with the dream make it more top
Could have got lost in the dope spot
They don't know nothing and they know I...
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Ties on the field, kicking up dirt
Lost few close to the heart, love hurts
Sold your soul, nigga was it worth it
Jealous niggas speakin' 3rd person
Cause you walked the shoes of a happy mason
Its your first or last name on the half of David
Only way to get it was to boss up
Now a days life it don't cost much
Cause I wear a fake smile, do that make me fake
Cause I resemble Mike Brown, do that make me safe
Does this nigga got the crown, would that make me hate
Young niggas down to bang like they 808
Sub conscience. block feel like its on hook
[?] cold pussy
Coke Boy, USA dream team
For the black hope to the green screen
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Ever since a youngin' as far as I remember
Nigga why don't you stand on my own too
When you slow it down, start to pay attention
Start to understand what you goin' through
Still f*ck them niggas on the other side
Its only big enough for us, we don't [?]
3 different doors, choose your own fate
First ones death, don't go inside
Captivated by the grind, I'm a slave to it
Kill a nigga for a dime if he came to it
Back against the wall nigga down to scrap
When I thought I lost it all nigga found a trap
Like a DJ fiend screamin' mo' fire
Young nigga with the dream make it more top
Could have got lost in the dope spot
They don't know nothing and they know I...
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Ties on the field, kicking up dirt
Lost few close to the heart, love hurts
Sold your soul, nigga was it worth it
Jealous niggas speakin' 3rd person
Cause you walked the shoes of a happy mason
Its your first or last name on the half of David
Only way to get it was to boss up
Now a days life it don't cost much
Cause I wear a fake smile, do that make me fake
Cause I resemble Mike Brown, do that make me safe
Does this nigga got the crown, would that make me hate
Young niggas down to bang like they 808
Sub conscience. block feel like its on hook
[?] cold pussy
Coke Boy, USA dream team
For the black hope to the green screen
All about the gold, never stressin' no probably
Can't believe a soul never trust nobody
Get it on your own nigga f*ck the co pilot
Get up on the road, nigga bet the gold find him
Nigga go get it, huh
Nigga go get it
Go get it
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The Other Side
You know what we screaming
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Verse 1 - Chinx:]
My day 1 niggas a1, never let the money change us
Same nigga I don't change up, nah
Couple niggas hating on me since I came up
Got it sold about 100 blocks
New jewelry set buy a hundred watches
Young rich nigga from the other side
Touch one of mine then you got shot
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Just a few niggas that I'll give a f*ck
Other niggas I don't feel for
Niggas f*cking 'round with the squad
Better off running through a steel door
Banana clip blow a seal off
Talk to the driver tell him peel off
Cashed out I could take a year off
She gotta take a molly and a pill for me
Shorty get it on the floor
Took her on the road then she did it on the tour
From the sink then she did it on the floor
Give it to me like she did it all before
Hit your bitch with the Ray Rice
Jewelry looking funny in the daylight
Eyes open they ain't playing right
Still posted up whippin game like
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Verse 1 - Chinx:]
My day 1 niggas a1, never let the money change us
Same nigga I don't change up, nah
Couple niggas hating on me since I came up
Got it sold about 100 blocks
New jewelry set buy a hundred watches
Young rich nigga from the other side
Touch one of mine then you got shot
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Just a few niggas that I'll give a f*ck
Other niggas I don't feel for
Niggas f*cking 'round with the squad
Better off running through a steel door
Banana clip blow a seal off
Talk to the driver tell him peel off
Cashed out I could take a year off
She gotta take a molly and a pill for me
Shorty get it on the floor
Took her on the road then she did it on the tour
From the sink then she did it on the floor
Give it to me like she did it all before
Hit your bitch with the Ray Rice
Jewelry looking funny in the daylight
Eyes open they ain't playing right
Still posted up whippin game like
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
Writer: GREEN REMO RASHAD, GRIFFIN TYRONE WILLIAM JR, PICKENS LIONEL
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
The Other Side
You know what we screaming
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Verse 1 - Chinx:]
My day 1 niggas a1, never let the money change us
Same nigga I don't change up, nah
Couple niggas hating on me since I came up
Got it sold about 100 blocks
New jewelry set buy a hundred watches
Young rich nigga from the other side
Touch one of mine then you got shot
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Just a few niggas that I'll give a f*ck
Other niggas I don't feel for
Niggas f*cking 'round with the squad
Better off running through a steel door
Banana clip blow a seal off
Talk to the driver tell him peel off
Cashed out I could take a year off
She gotta take a molly and a pill for me
Shorty get it on the floor
Took her on the road then she did it on the tour
From the sink then she did it on the floor
Give it to me like she did it all before
Hit your bitch with the Ray Rice
Jewelry looking funny in the daylight
Eyes open they ain't playing right
Still posted up whippin game like
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Verse 1 - Chinx:]
My day 1 niggas a1, never let the money change us
Same nigga I don't change up, nah
Couple niggas hating on me since I came up
Got it sold about 100 blocks
New jewelry set buy a hundred watches
Young rich nigga from the other side
Touch one of mine then you got shot
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Just a few niggas that I'll give a f*ck
Other niggas I don't feel for
Niggas f*cking 'round with the squad
Better off running through a steel door
Banana clip blow a seal off
Talk to the driver tell him peel off
Cashed out I could take a year off
She gotta take a molly and a pill for me
Shorty get it on the floor
Took her on the road then she did it on the tour
From the sink then she did it on the floor
Give it to me like she did it all before
Hit your bitch with the Ray Rice
Jewelry looking funny in the daylight
Eyes open they ain't playing right
Still posted up whippin game like
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
I ain't never had no love, no love
For them niggas on the otherside, otherside
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
No nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga, no nigga
F*ck niggas on the other side
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Yay
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
I was counting on em right in front the corner store
They was talking rap and I was only talking raw
Way before the deal a nigga went out on a tour
I throw that money in the air and tell that ho get on the floor
We was throwing rent out, they be pulling lint out
RIP to Bundles and it's free my nigga [?] out
Pray I go to heaven 'fore I ever go to hell
Riding with the blinker fully loaded, ducking 12
Pocket full of bands, stupid with them grams
Take it out the pot and wrap that bitch up in Saran
Riding in the 'rari, party out at Diddy's
F*ck them other hitters, know I do it for my city
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Fresh up out the bottom, talking 30k a walk
40 on the wrist, another 100 on the drop
Open up the trap and watch the smokers do the wop
When that money coming in the feds closing on the shop
Standing on the couches, bottle Ace and bottle Rose
Doze off in the trap and had a dream about a Rolls
Got some niggas locked cause they done played it by the code
Made a killing off the block but now we do that off the stove
Don't be tripping on the phone lines
Got a brick and turned my block into a gold mine
Nigga end up in a cell and I'ma hold mine
When they talking bout the money I be styling on them niggas like
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
I was counting on em right in front the corner store
They was talking rap and I was only talking raw
Way before the deal a nigga went out on a tour
I throw that money in the air and tell that ho get on the floor
We was throwing rent out, they be pulling lint out
RIP to Bundles and it's free my nigga [?] out
Pray I go to heaven 'fore I ever go to hell
Riding with the blinker fully loaded, ducking 12
Pocket full of bands, stupid with them grams
Take it out the pot and wrap that bitch up in Saran
Riding in the 'rari, party out at Diddy's
F*ck them other hitters, know I do it for my city
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Fresh up out the bottom, talking 30k a walk
40 on the wrist, another 100 on the drop
Open up the trap and watch the smokers do the wop
When that money coming in the feds closing on the shop
Standing on the couches, bottle Ace and bottle Rose
Doze off in the trap and had a dream about a Rolls
Got some niggas locked cause they done played it by the code
Made a killing off the block but now we do that off the stove
Don't be tripping on the phone lines
Got a brick and turned my block into a gold mine
Nigga end up in a cell and I'ma hold mine
When they talking bout the money I be styling on them niggas like
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Writer: DERWIN L ARMSTRONG, DOUGLAS E ELLISON, LIONEL PICKENS, TURRELL THOMAS SIMS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Yay
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
I was counting on em right in front the corner store
They was talking rap and I was only talking raw
Way before the deal a nigga went out on a tour
I throw that money in the air and tell that ho get on the floor
We was throwing rent out, they be pulling lint out
RIP to Bundles and it's free my nigga [?] out
Pray I go to heaven 'fore I ever go to hell
Riding with the blinker fully loaded, ducking 12
Pocket full of bands, stupid with them grams
Take it out the pot and wrap that bitch up in Saran
Riding in the 'rari, party out at Diddy's
F*ck them other hitters, know I do it for my city
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Fresh up out the bottom, talking 30k a walk
40 on the wrist, another 100 on the drop
Open up the trap and watch the smokers do the wop
When that money coming in the feds closing on the shop
Standing on the couches, bottle Ace and bottle Rose
Doze off in the trap and had a dream about a Rolls
Got some niggas locked cause they done played it by the code
Made a killing off the block but now we do that off the stove
Don't be tripping on the phone lines
Got a brick and turned my block into a gold mine
Nigga end up in a cell and I'ma hold mine
When they talking bout the money I be styling on them niggas like
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
I was counting on em right in front the corner store
They was talking rap and I was only talking raw
Way before the deal a nigga went out on a tour
I throw that money in the air and tell that ho get on the floor
We was throwing rent out, they be pulling lint out
RIP to Bundles and it's free my nigga [?] out
Pray I go to heaven 'fore I ever go to hell
Riding with the blinker fully loaded, ducking 12
Pocket full of bands, stupid with them grams
Take it out the pot and wrap that bitch up in Saran
Riding in the 'rari, party out at Diddy's
F*ck them other hitters, know I do it for my city
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Fresh up out the bottom, talking 30k a walk
40 on the wrist, another 100 on the drop
Open up the trap and watch the smokers do the wop
When that money coming in the feds closing on the shop
Standing on the couches, bottle Ace and bottle Rose
Doze off in the trap and had a dream about a Rolls
Got some niggas locked cause they done played it by the code
Made a killing off the block but now we do that off the stove
Don't be tripping on the phone lines
Got a brick and turned my block into a gold mine
Nigga end up in a cell and I'ma hold mine
When they talking bout the money I be styling on them niggas like
Before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had them bitches I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them niggas
See before I had the digits I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
See before I had the deal I was out here with the yay
We been counting money on them
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Screaming f*ck them other niggas in the process
Right, still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
We some rich young niggas out the projects
Still counting money on em
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Thug Love
[Hook - Jeremih:]
We was faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me, tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight (talk to me)
Tell me what you're doing
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving
[Verse 1 - Chinx:]
I'm tryna love you 'til you sweating
Give me all you got left
We done started from the bottom, made it to the top step
I do, I do, all I do is dream about sex, with you
Got you a nigga from the projects
Hold up, young nigga switching them lanes
I'm on my way to the door
Shawty, let's charter a plane, anywhere you wanna go
When they talk that lame shit, I don't entertain it
F*ck 'bout what they saying, you know I'm your favorite
Coke Boy shit, what you know about it?
Came a long way from the dope house
Now we on the sand with our toes out
Took her to the crib then we both got
[Hook - Jeremih:]
Faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe (just maybe)
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me (yeah)
Tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight (I mean)
Tell me what you're doing (If it's not for a lifetime, at least for tonight baby)
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick (Look)
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Me and you faded, sitting in the background, keep it lowkey
Pretty young thing, but she ride that tip like she a OG
You know what they say, money can't buy love, you can get it all free
She be right there when I roll out, she my Codeine
Watch me pull off on that two door, comfy like I took my boot off
Your ex she a dub like a 2-O, niggas gon' hate but it's cool though
Come kick it with a real one, foreign whip, she could steal one
She done fell in love with a hood nigga
Made it to the top and I'm still one
Go and hit the weed, let her zone out
Keep a dime piece on the phone line
We could let a whole day go by
Took her to the crib then we both got
[Hook - Jeremih:]
Faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me
Tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me what you're doing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving, loving, loving
We was faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me, tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight (talk to me)
Tell me what you're doing
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving
[Verse 1 - Chinx:]
I'm tryna love you 'til you sweating
Give me all you got left
We done started from the bottom, made it to the top step
I do, I do, all I do is dream about sex, with you
Got you a nigga from the projects
Hold up, young nigga switching them lanes
I'm on my way to the door
Shawty, let's charter a plane, anywhere you wanna go
When they talk that lame shit, I don't entertain it
F*ck 'bout what they saying, you know I'm your favorite
Coke Boy shit, what you know about it?
Came a long way from the dope house
Now we on the sand with our toes out
Took her to the crib then we both got
[Hook - Jeremih:]
Faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe (just maybe)
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me (yeah)
Tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight (I mean)
Tell me what you're doing (If it's not for a lifetime, at least for tonight baby)
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick (Look)
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Me and you faded, sitting in the background, keep it lowkey
Pretty young thing, but she ride that tip like she a OG
You know what they say, money can't buy love, you can get it all free
She be right there when I roll out, she my Codeine
Watch me pull off on that two door, comfy like I took my boot off
Your ex she a dub like a 2-O, niggas gon' hate but it's cool though
Come kick it with a real one, foreign whip, she could steal one
She done fell in love with a hood nigga
Made it to the top and I'm still one
Go and hit the weed, let her zone out
Keep a dime piece on the phone line
We could let a whole day go by
Took her to the crib then we both got
[Hook - Jeremih:]
Faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me
Tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me what you're doing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving, loving, loving
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Thug Love
[Hook - Jeremih:]
We was faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me, tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight (talk to me)
Tell me what you're doing
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving
[Verse 1 - Chinx:]
I'm tryna love you 'til you sweating
Give me all you got left
We done started from the bottom, made it to the top step
I do, I do, all I do is dream about sex, with you
Got you a nigga from the projects
Hold up, young nigga switching them lanes
I'm on my way to the door
Shawty, let's charter a plane, anywhere you wanna go
When they talk that lame shit, I don't entertain it
F*ck 'bout what they saying, you know I'm your favorite
Coke Boy shit, what you know about it?
Came a long way from the dope house
Now we on the sand with our toes out
Took her to the crib then we both got
[Hook - Jeremih:]
Faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe (just maybe)
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me (yeah)
Tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight (I mean)
Tell me what you're doing (If it's not for a lifetime, at least for tonight baby)
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick (Look)
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Me and you faded, sitting in the background, keep it lowkey
Pretty young thing, but she ride that tip like she a OG
You know what they say, money can't buy love, you can get it all free
She be right there when I roll out, she my Codeine
Watch me pull off on that two door, comfy like I took my boot off
Your ex she a dub like a 2-O, niggas gon' hate but it's cool though
Come kick it with a real one, foreign whip, she could steal one
She done fell in love with a hood nigga
Made it to the top and I'm still one
Go and hit the weed, let her zone out
Keep a dime piece on the phone line
We could let a whole day go by
Took her to the crib then we both got
[Hook - Jeremih:]
Faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me
Tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me what you're doing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving, loving, loving
We was faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me, tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight (talk to me)
Tell me what you're doing
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving
[Verse 1 - Chinx:]
I'm tryna love you 'til you sweating
Give me all you got left
We done started from the bottom, made it to the top step
I do, I do, all I do is dream about sex, with you
Got you a nigga from the projects
Hold up, young nigga switching them lanes
I'm on my way to the door
Shawty, let's charter a plane, anywhere you wanna go
When they talk that lame shit, I don't entertain it
F*ck 'bout what they saying, you know I'm your favorite
Coke Boy shit, what you know about it?
Came a long way from the dope house
Now we on the sand with our toes out
Took her to the crib then we both got
[Hook - Jeremih:]
Faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe (just maybe)
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me (yeah)
Tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight (I mean)
Tell me what you're doing (If it's not for a lifetime, at least for tonight baby)
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick (Look)
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
Me and you faded, sitting in the background, keep it lowkey
Pretty young thing, but she ride that tip like she a OG
You know what they say, money can't buy love, you can get it all free
She be right there when I roll out, she my Codeine
Watch me pull off on that two door, comfy like I took my boot off
Your ex she a dub like a 2-O, niggas gon' hate but it's cool though
Come kick it with a real one, foreign whip, she could steal one
She done fell in love with a hood nigga
Made it to the top and I'm still one
Go and hit the weed, let her zone out
Keep a dime piece on the phone line
We could let a whole day go by
Took her to the crib then we both got
[Hook - Jeremih:]
Faded, faded
You got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me
Oh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit, I could drive you crazy
I want you to tell me
Tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me, tell me, oh baby, tell me, tell me
You know exactly what's on my mind
You know what's on my mind, you know what's on my mind, yeah
So tell me what you're doing tonight
Tell me what you're doing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't play around I know you never had it like this
I'm finna lay it down on you right quick
Know I'm finna give it to you, finna give you some of that loving, loving, loving
Writer: UNKNOWN COMPOSER, ANTHONY NORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
How To Get Rich
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
All the roads and the paths you took
When you lost it all, how'd you get it back?
Worked for it, did it fall up in your lap, yeah?
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich, nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Ride up on the corners, I step foot
Saw the money, I was right next to it
Had the haters like, "how the hell he do it?"
Made it out the ghetto, glory hallelujah
Came up out the sewer
They ain't never show me how to hit a lick and split the profit with the fam
Most them niggas kind of sittin', never been authentic
They gon' forward when shit hit the fan
In the kitchens, whippin' overtime
Caught the drip but it was overtime
Fell asleep and a nigga had a dream
Now I'm whipping foreign overtime
Hundred thousand dollars in the duffle
Stackin' over hundred in a muffle
Had to found out where to put the beef
Just to finally see the day I bomb
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Done went from holes in my sneakers to counting out
Franklin and jacksons we count 'em out
Used to put the money in the mattress
Now we put that in my safety deposit box
Bet yo last I'ma kill 'em, stack the cash by the ceiling
Two hundred on the dash, when I pass on your feelings
Missing rack when I'm steering
Certain shit they never told us, had to figure out on my own
Now we went and bought a last line, got the plans right, did it all alone
Stand up, never snitch-hitta
Stand firm, never switch hit it
All this game, I done gamed on 'em niggas
I might as well that I blew up on
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Can't nobody teach ya how to bathe
Can't nobody teach ya proper slang
Can't nobody teach how to move it in the streets, you really had to know the game
Can't nobody teach you how to ride
Can't nobody teach you how to slide
Can't nobody teach you how to put the molly in the drink so you can catch the vibe
Can't nobody teach you how to make it
Can't no shookers, ain't no golden roads
Can't nobody teach you how to believe in yourself, even when no one don't
Ain't nobody teach you how to love it
Busy for it, what the f*ck you doing?
Can't nobody hold ya hand, you's a grown man, boss up, nigga show it
Ain't nobody got the million-dollar ticket
Ain't nobody got that overnight life
Everyone I know, they came up from the bottom, put the working on 'em, moment [?]
Ain't nobody worry bout 'em
'Cause everybody want the same thing
And you gonna find sooner or later, can't nobody teach ya 'cause they don't know a damn thing
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
All the roads and the paths you took
When you lost it all, how'd you get it back?
Worked for it, did it fall up in your lap, yeah?
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich, nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Ride up on the corners, I step foot
Saw the money, I was right next to it
Had the haters like, "how the hell he do it?"
Made it out the ghetto, glory hallelujah
Came up out the sewer
They ain't never show me how to hit a lick and split the profit with the fam
Most them niggas kind of sittin', never been authentic
They gon' forward when shit hit the fan
In the kitchens, whippin' overtime
Caught the drip but it was overtime
Fell asleep and a nigga had a dream
Now I'm whipping foreign overtime
Hundred thousand dollars in the duffle
Stackin' over hundred in a muffle
Had to found out where to put the beef
Just to finally see the day I bomb
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Done went from holes in my sneakers to counting out
Franklin and jacksons we count 'em out
Used to put the money in the mattress
Now we put that in my safety deposit box
Bet yo last I'ma kill 'em, stack the cash by the ceiling
Two hundred on the dash, when I pass on your feelings
Missing rack when I'm steering
Certain shit they never told us, had to figure out on my own
Now we went and bought a last line, got the plans right, did it all alone
Stand up, never snitch-hitta
Stand firm, never switch hit it
All this game, I done gamed on 'em niggas
I might as well that I blew up on
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Can't nobody teach ya how to bathe
Can't nobody teach ya proper slang
Can't nobody teach how to move it in the streets, you really had to know the game
Can't nobody teach you how to ride
Can't nobody teach you how to slide
Can't nobody teach you how to put the molly in the drink so you can catch the vibe
Can't nobody teach you how to make it
Can't no shookers, ain't no golden roads
Can't nobody teach you how to believe in yourself, even when no one don't
Ain't nobody teach you how to love it
Busy for it, what the f*ck you doing?
Can't nobody hold ya hand, you's a grown man, boss up, nigga show it
Ain't nobody got the million-dollar ticket
Ain't nobody got that overnight life
Everyone I know, they came up from the bottom, put the working on 'em, moment [?]
Ain't nobody worry bout 'em
'Cause everybody want the same thing
And you gonna find sooner or later, can't nobody teach ya 'cause they don't know a damn thing
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
How to get rich, nigga, how to get rich, nigga
Writer: Lionel Pickens
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
How To Get Rich
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step by step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Ride up on the corners I step foot
Saw the money I was right next to it
Had the haters like how the hell he do it
Made it out the ghetto, glory hallelujah
Came up out the sewer
They ain't never show me how to hit a lick and split the profit with the fam
Most them niggas kind of sittin' never been authentic, they gon' forward when shit hit the fan
In the kitchens whippin' overtime
Caught the drip but it was overtime
Fell asleep and a nigga had a dream
Now I'm whipping foreign overtime
Hundred thousand dollars in the duffle
Stackin' over hundred in a muffle
Had to found out where to put the beef
Just to finally see the day I bomb
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step by step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Done went from holes in my sneakers to counting out
Franklin and jacksons we count em out
Used to put the money in the mattress
Now we put that in my safety deposit box
Bet yo last I'ma kill em, stack the cash by the ceiling
2 hundred on the dash, when I pass on your feelings
Missing rack when I'm steering
Certain shit they never told us, had to figure out in my own
Now we went and bought a last line, got the plans right, did it all alone
Stand up, never snitch hitta
Stand firm, never switch hit it
All this game, I done gamed on em niggas
I might as well that I blew up on
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step by step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Can't nobody teach ya how to bathe
Can't nobody teach ya proper slang
Can't nobody teach how to move it in the streets, you really had to know the game
Can't nobody teach you how to ride
Can't nobody teach you how to slide
Can't nobody teach you how to put the molly in the drink so you can catch the vibe
Can't nobody teach you how to make it
Can't no shookers, ain't no golden roads
Can't nobody teach you how to believe in yourself, even when no one don't
Ain't nobody teach you how to love it
Busy for it, what the f*ck you doing
Can't nobody hold ya hand, yous a grown man, boss up nigga show it
Ain't nobody got the million dollar ticket
Ain't nobody got that over night life
Everyone I know, they came up from the bottom, put the working on em, moment [?]
Ain't nobody worry bout em
Cause everybody want the same thing
And you gonna find sooner or later, can't nobody teach ya cause they don't know a damn thing
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step by step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step by step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Ride up on the corners I step foot
Saw the money I was right next to it
Had the haters like how the hell he do it
Made it out the ghetto, glory hallelujah
Came up out the sewer
They ain't never show me how to hit a lick and split the profit with the fam
Most them niggas kind of sittin' never been authentic, they gon' forward when shit hit the fan
In the kitchens whippin' overtime
Caught the drip but it was overtime
Fell asleep and a nigga had a dream
Now I'm whipping foreign overtime
Hundred thousand dollars in the duffle
Stackin' over hundred in a muffle
Had to found out where to put the beef
Just to finally see the day I bomb
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step by step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Done went from holes in my sneakers to counting out
Franklin and jacksons we count em out
Used to put the money in the mattress
Now we put that in my safety deposit box
Bet yo last I'ma kill em, stack the cash by the ceiling
2 hundred on the dash, when I pass on your feelings
Missing rack when I'm steering
Certain shit they never told us, had to figure out in my own
Now we went and bought a last line, got the plans right, did it all alone
Stand up, never snitch hitta
Stand firm, never switch hit it
All this game, I done gamed on em niggas
I might as well that I blew up on
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step by step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Can't nobody teach ya how to bathe
Can't nobody teach ya proper slang
Can't nobody teach how to move it in the streets, you really had to know the game
Can't nobody teach you how to ride
Can't nobody teach you how to slide
Can't nobody teach you how to put the molly in the drink so you can catch the vibe
Can't nobody teach you how to make it
Can't no shookers, ain't no golden roads
Can't nobody teach you how to believe in yourself, even when no one don't
Ain't nobody teach you how to love it
Busy for it, what the f*ck you doing
Can't nobody hold ya hand, yous a grown man, boss up nigga show it
Ain't nobody got the million dollar ticket
Ain't nobody got that over night life
Everyone I know, they came up from the bottom, put the working on em, moment [?]
Ain't nobody worry bout em
Cause everybody want the same thing
And you gonna find sooner or later, can't nobody teach ya cause they don't know a damn thing
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Gotta learn it on your own, how to get rich nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step by step book
On the Rolls in the pass you took
When you loss or how'd you get it back
Run for it, then it fall up in your lap, yeah
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
How to get rich nigga, how to get rich nigga
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
On Your Body
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
I got money on my line, you know that shit be callin'
Pull up on her in the ride and let her whip the foreign
They be talkin' bout my bitch, yeah that's a different story
Nigga talkin' bout the crib, yeah that's a couple stories
And shawty gettin' high, you know we sittin' way up
Average nigga ain't gon' get it, gotta get your weight up
Niggas shinin' like a diamond, on them niggas flawless
And if yo chick got a line then tell that chick to fall in
Get that money, motherf*ck a hater
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Pull that Porsche up then we pull the Wraith in
Shawty leavin' with me ain't no ultimatum
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
All we do is count this money, getting to the bank
I be slidin' on them lames like a set of skates
Never pay attention to 'em, I just let 'em hate
Me and shawty burning weed up by the fireplace
They be tryna find out any reason just to fade us
Make it look like we ain't never stressin' and we paid up
I ain't never trip but you the only one that's flawless
Got the thing wetter than the floods up in New Orleans
Tell the truth, do it look like we stressing?
We be stylin' on 'em, super flexin'
Never mind the price, no need to check it
You know you my baby, ain't no second guessin'
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Da-da-da-da
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Da-da-da-da
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
I got money on my line, you know that shit be callin'
Pull up on her in the ride and let her whip the foreign
They be talkin' bout my bitch, yeah that's a different story
Nigga talkin' bout the crib, yeah that's a couple stories
And shawty gettin' high, you know we sittin' way up
Average nigga ain't gon' get it, gotta get your weight up
Niggas shinin' like a diamond, on them niggas flawless
And if yo chick got a line then tell that chick to fall in
Get that money, motherf*ck a hater
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Pull that Porsche up then we pull the Wraith in
Shawty leavin' with me ain't no ultimatum
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
All we do is count this money, getting to the bank
I be slidin' on them lames like a set of skates
Never pay attention to 'em, I just let 'em hate
Me and shawty burning weed up by the fireplace
They be tryna find out any reason just to fade us
Make it look like we ain't never stressin' and we paid up
I ain't never trip but you the only one that's flawless
Got the thing wetter than the floods up in New Orleans
Tell the truth, do it look like we stressing?
We be stylin' on 'em, super flexin'
Never mind the price, no need to check it
You know you my baby, ain't no second guessin'
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Da-da-da-da
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Da-da-da-da
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
On Your Body
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
I got money on my line, you know that shit be callin'
Pull up on her in the ride and let her whip the foreign
They be talkin' bout my bitch, yeah that's a different story
Nigga talkin' bout the crib, yeah that's a couple stories
And shawty gettin' high, you know we sittin' way up
Average nigga ain't gon' get it, gotta get your weight up
Niggas shinin' like a diamond, on them niggas flawless
And if yo chick got a line then tell that chick to fall in
Get that money, motherf*ck a hater
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Pull that Porsche up then we pull the Wraith in
Shawty leavin' with me ain't no ultimatum
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
All we do is count this money, getting to the bank
I be slidin' on them lames like a set of skates
Never pay attention to 'em, I just let 'em hate
Me and shawty burning weed up by the fireplace
They be tryna find out any reason just to fade us
Make it look like we ain't never stressin' and we paid up
I ain't never trip but you the only one that's flawless
Got the thing wetter than the floods up in New Orleans
Tell the truth, do it look like we stressing?
We be stylin' on 'em, super flexin'
Never mind the price, no need to check it
You know you my baby, ain't no second guessin'
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Da-da-da-da
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Da-da-da-da
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
I got money on my line, you know that shit be callin'
Pull up on her in the ride and let her whip the foreign
They be talkin' bout my bitch, yeah that's a different story
Nigga talkin' bout the crib, yeah that's a couple stories
And shawty gettin' high, you know we sittin' way up
Average nigga ain't gon' get it, gotta get your weight up
Niggas shinin' like a diamond, on them niggas flawless
And if yo chick got a line then tell that chick to fall in
Get that money, motherf*ck a hater
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Pull that Porsche up then we pull the Wraith in
Shawty leavin' with me ain't no ultimatum
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
All we do is count this money, getting to the bank
I be slidin' on them lames like a set of skates
Never pay attention to 'em, I just let 'em hate
Me and shawty burning weed up by the fireplace
They be tryna find out any reason just to fade us
Make it look like we ain't never stressin' and we paid up
I ain't never trip but you the only one that's flawless
Got the thing wetter than the floods up in New Orleans
Tell the truth, do it look like we stressing?
We be stylin' on 'em, super flexin'
Never mind the price, no need to check it
You know you my baby, ain't no second guessin'
[MeetSims:]
F*ck them niggas baby you gone love me
Got you back to back all in Ferraris
Know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Tell your nigga bye, you'll see him later
Daddy's happy, got you ballin', crossups and some layups
Girl I know you know you linking with Young Abu Dhabi
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Da-da-da-da
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Da-da-da-da
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Don't you worry girl, I'm on your body
Writer: UNKNOWN COMPOSER, ANTHONY NORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Don't Mind Me
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
[Verse 1 - Chinx]
I slide all my checks up in that bank 'fore I leave
Can't see the hotel suite unless she came, photo ID
Niggas come for my neck so I keep sticks, you know my [?]
Only one I ever fear is god so I talk to him, on my knees
Get em up work, have blood on my hands, nigga [?], roll my sleeves
Sneaks with the shoelace missing
For that nigga rans' nothing less than a bando on my feet
Pull the Ks out where y'all sleep
In a red Corvette with a red side strip
Nowadays nigga life goes cheap
Racks on racks on deck, drove off that lot, no signing
Young nigga from the east side, love from the G
[?] nigga only see mine, so I creep
No clique, just 100 bands deep
Hoes tryna lock a nigga down
Plan A's go and get the Plan B
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
[Verse 2 - MeetSims]
24k on the neck piece, shining like a Jack, nigga Stevie King thriller
Kurt Corleone all white leather limousine tint
White Ross, panorama seats [?]
Stacks on deck, finna bust up in the back
Rose bottle, bout to bust open the cap
Don't mind me, I done came to f*ck the club up with a couple young niggas from the A
Top downs ridden by the wayside
[?] for the baseside, dribbling the baseline kicker
Before I hit the club, I'ma slide up in your bitch [?]
Come and then she [?] banana
Remember back then we was all tryna get out the fiddy and now [?] stick out
These f*ck niggas ain't even made enough for the pay in to send em back home with the kick out
Racks on racks on racks, drove off that lot, know I did
Young nigga from the streets, no [?], baby pick your spot before I creep
No clique just 100 rounds deep
Feds want to lock a nigga up
Ain't worried cause they won't fund me
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
[Verse 1 - Chinx]
I slide all my checks up in that bank 'fore I leave
Can't see the hotel suite unless she came, photo ID
Niggas come for my neck so I keep sticks, you know my [?]
Only one I ever fear is god so I talk to him, on my knees
Get em up work, have blood on my hands, nigga [?], roll my sleeves
Sneaks with the shoelace missing
For that nigga rans' nothing less than a bando on my feet
Pull the Ks out where y'all sleep
In a red Corvette with a red side strip
Nowadays nigga life goes cheap
Racks on racks on deck, drove off that lot, no signing
Young nigga from the east side, love from the G
[?] nigga only see mine, so I creep
No clique, just 100 bands deep
Hoes tryna lock a nigga down
Plan A's go and get the Plan B
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
[Verse 2 - MeetSims]
24k on the neck piece, shining like a Jack, nigga Stevie King thriller
Kurt Corleone all white leather limousine tint
White Ross, panorama seats [?]
Stacks on deck, finna bust up in the back
Rose bottle, bout to bust open the cap
Don't mind me, I done came to f*ck the club up with a couple young niggas from the A
Top downs ridden by the wayside
[?] for the baseside, dribbling the baseline kicker
Before I hit the club, I'ma slide up in your bitch [?]
Come and then she [?] banana
Remember back then we was all tryna get out the fiddy and now [?] stick out
These f*ck niggas ain't even made enough for the pay in to send em back home with the kick out
Racks on racks on racks, drove off that lot, know I did
Young nigga from the streets, no [?], baby pick your spot before I creep
No clique just 100 rounds deep
Feds want to lock a nigga up
Ain't worried cause they won't fund me
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Dont Mind Me
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
[Verse 1 - Chinx]
I slide all my checks up in that bank 'fore I leave
Can't see the hotel suite unless she came, photo ID
Niggas come for my neck so I keep sticks, you know my [?]
Only one I ever fear is god so I talk to him, on my knees
Get em up work, have blood on my hands, nigga [?], roll my sleeves
Sneaks with the shoelace missing
For that nigga rans' nothing less than a bando on my feet
Pull the Ks out where y'all sleep
In a red Corvette with a red side strip
Nowadays nigga life goes cheap
Racks on racks on deck, drove off that lot, no signing
Young nigga from the east side, love from the G
[?] nigga only see mine, so I creep
No clique, just 100 bands deep
Hoes tryna lock a nigga down
Plan A's go and get the Plan B
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
[Verse 2 - MeetSims]
24k on the neck piece, shining like a Jack, nigga Stevie King thriller
Kurt Corleone all white leather limousine tint
White Ross, panorama seats [?]
Stacks on deck, finna bust up in the back
Rose bottle, bout to bust open the cap
Don't mind me, I done came to f*ck the club up with a couple young niggas from the A
Top downs ridden by the wayside
[?] for the baseside, dribbling the baseline kicker
Before I hit the club, I'ma slide up in your bitch [?]
Come and then she [?] banana
Remember back then we was all tryna get out the fiddy and now [?] stick out
These f*ck niggas ain't even made enough for the pay in to send em back home with the kick out
Racks on racks on racks, drove off that lot, know I did
Young nigga from the streets, no [?], baby pick your spot before I creep
No clique just 100 rounds deep
Feds want to lock a nigga up
Ain't worried cause they won't fund me
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
[Verse 1 - Chinx]
I slide all my checks up in that bank 'fore I leave
Can't see the hotel suite unless she came, photo ID
Niggas come for my neck so I keep sticks, you know my [?]
Only one I ever fear is god so I talk to him, on my knees
Get em up work, have blood on my hands, nigga [?], roll my sleeves
Sneaks with the shoelace missing
For that nigga rans' nothing less than a bando on my feet
Pull the Ks out where y'all sleep
In a red Corvette with a red side strip
Nowadays nigga life goes cheap
Racks on racks on deck, drove off that lot, no signing
Young nigga from the east side, love from the G
[?] nigga only see mine, so I creep
No clique, just 100 bands deep
Hoes tryna lock a nigga down
Plan A's go and get the Plan B
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
[Verse 2 - MeetSims]
24k on the neck piece, shining like a Jack, nigga Stevie King thriller
Kurt Corleone all white leather limousine tint
White Ross, panorama seats [?]
Stacks on deck, finna bust up in the back
Rose bottle, bout to bust open the cap
Don't mind me, I done came to f*ck the club up with a couple young niggas from the A
Top downs ridden by the wayside
[?] for the baseside, dribbling the baseline kicker
Before I hit the club, I'ma slide up in your bitch [?]
Come and then she [?] banana
Remember back then we was all tryna get out the fiddy and now [?] stick out
These f*ck niggas ain't even made enough for the pay in to send em back home with the kick out
Racks on racks on racks, drove off that lot, know I did
Young nigga from the streets, no [?], baby pick your spot before I creep
No clique just 100 rounds deep
Feds want to lock a nigga up
Ain't worried cause they won't fund me
[Hook - MeetSims]
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Writer: ANTHONY NORRIS, LIONEL PICKENS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Pray
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
Stay in your lane, my niggas can't change
Pour a 4, can't hang
These niggas ain't real, these niggas to blame
These niggas can't aim, you bitches ashamed
Cop me a range
Now I can't sleep, I stay in the street
I stay with the heat, I came with a dream
Now wake up, I make you believe
Stress I don't need, bitch I'm concieted
La la la hope I got that loud for you
Cause niggas say that I really got that loud for you
So god I'ma tell you I'ma ride for you
Cause everybody waving they gon' ride for you
But I don't care, these heads are real
Fame on my machete, niggas mad cause I changed the year
Rollie on me, my diamonds clear
Spring water, molly water, all the way turned up
Travis Porter I'm a real nigga for ya
Lets get it
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
I say f*ck niggas don't try, f*ck nigga don't try
If I should lay in that box, tell my closest homies don't cry
Cause I been puttin' on for my city
Authentic's, no gimmicks
I got the rocket, went straight to the hoe with no [?]
F*ck niggas off limits, always on top of my business
Left the projects to that [?] saint [?]
I married the streets, kiss my momma goodbye
Don't serve me no dreams, don't tell me no lies
Family always come first 'fore they take me off in that hearse
I left NY to the south side to that Chi-town with Lil Durk
We be the realest don't f*ck with no lames
F*ck the police we don't give up no names
Last night I fell asleep and then I had a dream that a nigga hit me in the brain
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
Stay in your lane, my niggas can't change
Pour a 4, can't hang
These niggas ain't real, these niggas to blame
These niggas can't aim, you bitches ashamed
Cop me a range
Now I can't sleep, I stay in the street
I stay with the heat, I came with a dream
Now wake up, I make you believe
Stress I don't need, bitch I'm concieted
La la la hope I got that loud for you
Cause niggas say that I really got that loud for you
So god I'ma tell you I'ma ride for you
Cause everybody waving they gon' ride for you
But I don't care, these heads are real
Fame on my machete, niggas mad cause I changed the year
Rollie on me, my diamonds clear
Spring water, molly water, all the way turned up
Travis Porter I'm a real nigga for ya
Lets get it
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
I say f*ck niggas don't try, f*ck nigga don't try
If I should lay in that box, tell my closest homies don't cry
Cause I been puttin' on for my city
Authentic's, no gimmicks
I got the rocket, went straight to the hoe with no [?]
F*ck niggas off limits, always on top of my business
Left the projects to that [?] saint [?]
I married the streets, kiss my momma goodbye
Don't serve me no dreams, don't tell me no lies
Family always come first 'fore they take me off in that hearse
I left NY to the south side to that Chi-town with Lil Durk
We be the realest don't f*ck with no lames
F*ck the police we don't give up no names
Last night I fell asleep and then I had a dream that a nigga hit me in the brain
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Pray
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
Stay in your lane, my niggas can't change
Pour a 4, can't hang
These niggas ain't real, these niggas to blame
These niggas can't aim, you bitches ashamed
Cop me a range
Now I can't sleep, I stay in the street
I stay with the heat, I came with a dream
Now wake up, I make you believe
Stress I don't need, bitch I'm concieted
La la la hope I got that loud for you
Cause niggas say that I really got that loud for you
So god I'ma tell you I'ma ride for you
Cause everybody waving they gon' ride for you
But I don't care, these heads are real
Fame on my machete, niggas mad cause I changed the year
Rollie on me, my diamonds clear
Spring water, molly water, all the way turned up
Travis Porter I'm a real nigga for ya
Lets get it
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
I say f*ck niggas don't try, f*ck nigga don't try
If I should lay in that box, tell my closest homies don't cry
Cause I been puttin' on for my city
Authentic's, no gimmicks
I got the rocket, went straight to the hoe with no [?]
F*ck niggas off limits, always on top of my business
Left the projects to that [?] saint [?]
I married the streets, kiss my momma goodbye
Don't serve me no dreams, don't tell me no lies
Family always come first 'fore they take me off in that hearse
I left NY to the south side to that Chi-town with Lil Durk
We be the realest don't f*ck with no lames
F*ck the police we don't give up no names
Last night I fell asleep and then I had a dream that a nigga hit me in the brain
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
Stay in your lane, my niggas can't change
Pour a 4, can't hang
These niggas ain't real, these niggas to blame
These niggas can't aim, you bitches ashamed
Cop me a range
Now I can't sleep, I stay in the street
I stay with the heat, I came with a dream
Now wake up, I make you believe
Stress I don't need, bitch I'm concieted
La la la hope I got that loud for you
Cause niggas say that I really got that loud for you
So god I'ma tell you I'ma ride for you
Cause everybody waving they gon' ride for you
But I don't care, these heads are real
Fame on my machete, niggas mad cause I changed the year
Rollie on me, my diamonds clear
Spring water, molly water, all the way turned up
Travis Porter I'm a real nigga for ya
Lets get it
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
I say f*ck niggas don't try, f*ck nigga don't try
If I should lay in that box, tell my closest homies don't cry
Cause I been puttin' on for my city
Authentic's, no gimmicks
I got the rocket, went straight to the hoe with no [?]
F*ck niggas off limits, always on top of my business
Left the projects to that [?] saint [?]
I married the streets, kiss my momma goodbye
Don't serve me no dreams, don't tell me no lies
Family always come first 'fore they take me off in that hearse
I left NY to the south side to that Chi-town with Lil Durk
We be the realest don't f*ck with no lames
F*ck the police we don't give up no names
Last night I fell asleep and then I had a dream that a nigga hit me in the brain
[Hook - Chinx:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Just make sure while I was here that I was gettin' it
Now I'm living thirsty
Kept that money in the family, I was gettin' it
If I should die before I wake
For my realest niggas to tell em I was gettin' it
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Hey Fool
[Chinx and Nipsey Hu$$le:]
Yea
What
Boss up
Huh yay
What happening shit no other
What up Chinx
Yeah hustle
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
[Verse 1 - Nipsey Hu$$le:]
I'm so used to this jealousy
Stay on deck is my recipe
Can't afford no more felonies
But the hood is like Tel Aviv
Start a war and then tell on me
Type of nigga I'll never be
Suck my dick is what I tell police
And if they catch me slippin', they'll kill for me
Stay on track and make mills for me
Put my daughter in your will for me
Move smarter and bill for me
Don't budge an inch on them bills for me
F*ck duckin' niggas, go hunt your beef
Play offense, I don't f*ck with D
If you hop out, I hop out
That's one for you, that's one for me
Hey fool! What up?
You heard how they came through
Yellow tape the whole block in broad day
They emptied out the whole tool
Hey fool, tell me what do you wanna go do
Pull up holdin' them bangers here
Then when he bang back it's on you like
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
In the hood bums sip malt liquor out of paper bags
Why I'm skatin' in the paper tags
Every nigga you roll with, they made a glass
Around here niggas take your head off
Like a restaurant, they gon' pay the tab
And usually my breakin' point is when the f*ck niggas start breakin' bad
Nigga counting bank, tryna find a pussy I can surf on
I don't understand, why the feds take shit so personal
If the spot ain't yours, who you work for?
13 and he ready to get to work through
Drive by, hit the deck, shots, lick, then the whip swerve off
Murders only top, neighborhood is watchin'
I pray for my sins daily cause I know the Lord is watchin'
Ain't no threat, nigga ,you playful
Been movin' work since grade school
Hey yo what the f*ck this nigga just said? Huh?
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
Yea
What
Boss up
Huh yay
What happening shit no other
What up Chinx
Yeah hustle
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
[Verse 1 - Nipsey Hu$$le:]
I'm so used to this jealousy
Stay on deck is my recipe
Can't afford no more felonies
But the hood is like Tel Aviv
Start a war and then tell on me
Type of nigga I'll never be
Suck my dick is what I tell police
And if they catch me slippin', they'll kill for me
Stay on track and make mills for me
Put my daughter in your will for me
Move smarter and bill for me
Don't budge an inch on them bills for me
F*ck duckin' niggas, go hunt your beef
Play offense, I don't f*ck with D
If you hop out, I hop out
That's one for you, that's one for me
Hey fool! What up?
You heard how they came through
Yellow tape the whole block in broad day
They emptied out the whole tool
Hey fool, tell me what do you wanna go do
Pull up holdin' them bangers here
Then when he bang back it's on you like
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
In the hood bums sip malt liquor out of paper bags
Why I'm skatin' in the paper tags
Every nigga you roll with, they made a glass
Around here niggas take your head off
Like a restaurant, they gon' pay the tab
And usually my breakin' point is when the f*ck niggas start breakin' bad
Nigga counting bank, tryna find a pussy I can surf on
I don't understand, why the feds take shit so personal
If the spot ain't yours, who you work for?
13 and he ready to get to work through
Drive by, hit the deck, shots, lick, then the whip swerve off
Murders only top, neighborhood is watchin'
I pray for my sins daily cause I know the Lord is watchin'
Ain't no threat, nigga ,you playful
Been movin' work since grade school
Hey yo what the f*ck this nigga just said? Huh?
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
Writer: BERNARD EDWARDS, NILE RODGERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hey Fool
[Chinx and Nipsey Hu$$le:]
Yea
What
Boss up
Huh yay
What happening shit no other
What up Chinx
Yeah hustle
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
[Verse 1 - Nipsey Hu$$le:]
I'm so used to this jealousy
Stay on deck is my recipe
Can't afford no more felonies
But the hood is like Tel Aviv
Start a war and then tell on me
Type of nigga I'll never be
Suck my dick is what I tell police
And if they catch me slippin', they'll kill for me
Stay on track and make mills for me
Put my daughter in your will for me
Move smarter and bill for me
Don't budge an inch on them bills for me
F*ck duckin' niggas, go hunt your beef
Play offense, I don't f*ck with D
If you hop out, I hop out
That's one for you, that's one for me
Hey fool! What up?
You heard how they came through
Yellow tape the whole block in broad day
They emptied out the whole tool
Hey fool, tell me what do you wanna go do
Pull up holdin' them bangers here
Then when he bang back it's on you like
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
In the hood bums sip malt liquor out of paper bags
Why I'm skatin' in the paper tags
Every nigga you roll with, they made a glass
Around here niggas take your head off
Like a restaurant, they gon' pay the tab
And usually my breakin' point is when the f*ck niggas start breakin' bad
Nigga counting bank, tryna find a pussy I can surf on
I don't understand, why the feds take shit so personal
If the spot ain't yours, who you work for?
13 and he ready to get to work through
Drive by, hit the deck, shots, lick, then the whip swerve off
Murders only top, neighborhood is watchin'
I pray for my sins daily cause I know the Lord is watchin'
Ain't no threat, nigga ,you playful
Been movin' work since grade school
Hey yo what the f*ck this nigga just said? Huh?
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
Yea
What
Boss up
Huh yay
What happening shit no other
What up Chinx
Yeah hustle
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
[Verse 1 - Nipsey Hu$$le:]
I'm so used to this jealousy
Stay on deck is my recipe
Can't afford no more felonies
But the hood is like Tel Aviv
Start a war and then tell on me
Type of nigga I'll never be
Suck my dick is what I tell police
And if they catch me slippin', they'll kill for me
Stay on track and make mills for me
Put my daughter in your will for me
Move smarter and bill for me
Don't budge an inch on them bills for me
F*ck duckin' niggas, go hunt your beef
Play offense, I don't f*ck with D
If you hop out, I hop out
That's one for you, that's one for me
Hey fool! What up?
You heard how they came through
Yellow tape the whole block in broad day
They emptied out the whole tool
Hey fool, tell me what do you wanna go do
Pull up holdin' them bangers here
Then when he bang back it's on you like
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
[Verse 2 - Chinx:]
In the hood bums sip malt liquor out of paper bags
Why I'm skatin' in the paper tags
Every nigga you roll with, they made a glass
Around here niggas take your head off
Like a restaurant, they gon' pay the tab
And usually my breakin' point is when the f*ck niggas start breakin' bad
Nigga counting bank, tryna find a pussy I can surf on
I don't understand, why the feds take shit so personal
If the spot ain't yours, who you work for?
13 and he ready to get to work through
Drive by, hit the deck, shots, lick, then the whip swerve off
Murders only top, neighborhood is watchin'
I pray for my sins daily cause I know the Lord is watchin'
Ain't no threat, nigga ,you playful
Been movin' work since grade school
Hey yo what the f*ck this nigga just said? Huh?
[Hook - Chinx and Zack:]
Hey fool
Bricks all in my cabinet
Getting money, we trappin'
Bendin' on a MAC 10
Hey fool
What up though?
Smokin', watchin' my roof fold
Waistline with my tool on it
Fake niggas, they fool's gold
Hey fool
Get shot nigga and you move around
Still serve in the school zone
Neighborhood with my jewels on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Die Young
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die, just look to the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry 'bout nothing
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk, getting high with my guys, didn't care 'bout nothing
Ever since they first hit me up, wasn't supposed to live
Still on the block getting money where I'm supposed to live
They want to see my casket shine, hope mama front row
Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
I can see Puff telling Ross, Yela was a legend
I can see my baby-mama mad, it ain't fresh
And I be mad
Turning up for my nigga 'till they put me in the casket
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die, just look to the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry 'bout nothing
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk, getting high with my guys, didn't care 'bout nothing
Sucks hanging, we just some young niggas
Out the bottom, got it from crumbs nigga
Now it's 250 in the slum nigga
Pocket full and this shit for fun nigga
Say never know
All this shit a nigga seen, I'll never fold
May never know
Niggas claiming like a lawyer, probably telling though
Young niggas out here, let the blammer go
Mixing mud with the smoke, I'm paranoid
Got a couple kittens that's down to go
And when they come, I'll be there mining coal
Suckas living a lie
Out here blessing all my niggas and I'm living the life
Got a couple foreign bitches and they put up a fight
If I told you what I know, I'm probably doing a life
F*ck these f*ck-niggas, we don't run with 'em
Hating bitches man, I'm done with 'em
Live fast and die young nigga
Know the consequences come with it
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
Look, rose up out that dirt wearing holy clothes
Most niggas love to hate you, man, you don't need those niggas
How we gon' cleanse our body of these sins?
When our only concern was re-ing up and riding rims
Sold white that wasn't good for cooking
Teacher used to say that I'd amount to nothing
Kept the work up in that kitchen cupboard
Whipped it like I baked it in that easy oven
Everybody pick their poison, Islamic or Christian
Buddhas to Jewish, every religion is Judas
Nigga due to all my circumstances
Had no choice but roll the dice, had to take the chances
'Till my homies leave the can, they just tuna fish
No money orders from the fam, just get through the shit
Youngins dying nowadays, dressed-up in the ghetto
The struggle all by the system, these crackers turn you Gepetto
I'm loading up in that hoopty to catch a 187
I flipped and got me a Rolex, preacher got the same Bezel
What the f*ck, some nights I couldn't sleep 'cause Satan woke me up
Been through shit that make you cry, have you choking up
Find yourself in the darkest places loading them nines
Tryna grip your mind, searching, you search what you find
Came up with jack-shit up out that wishing well
Left with this black skin and a digital scale
I pray I be okay when I grow up a little bigger
If I don't, tell my babies daddy was a real nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die, just look to the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry 'bout nothing
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk, getting high with my guys, didn't care 'bout nothing
Ever since they first hit me up, wasn't supposed to live
Still on the block getting money where I'm supposed to live
They want to see my casket shine, hope mama front row
Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
I can see Puff telling Ross, Yela was a legend
I can see my baby-mama mad, it ain't fresh
And I be mad
Turning up for my nigga 'till they put me in the casket
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die, just look to the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry 'bout nothing
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk, getting high with my guys, didn't care 'bout nothing
Sucks hanging, we just some young niggas
Out the bottom, got it from crumbs nigga
Now it's 250 in the slum nigga
Pocket full and this shit for fun nigga
Say never know
All this shit a nigga seen, I'll never fold
May never know
Niggas claiming like a lawyer, probably telling though
Young niggas out here, let the blammer go
Mixing mud with the smoke, I'm paranoid
Got a couple kittens that's down to go
And when they come, I'll be there mining coal
Suckas living a lie
Out here blessing all my niggas and I'm living the life
Got a couple foreign bitches and they put up a fight
If I told you what I know, I'm probably doing a life
F*ck these f*ck-niggas, we don't run with 'em
Hating bitches man, I'm done with 'em
Live fast and die young nigga
Know the consequences come with it
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
Look, rose up out that dirt wearing holy clothes
Most niggas love to hate you, man, you don't need those niggas
How we gon' cleanse our body of these sins?
When our only concern was re-ing up and riding rims
Sold white that wasn't good for cooking
Teacher used to say that I'd amount to nothing
Kept the work up in that kitchen cupboard
Whipped it like I baked it in that easy oven
Everybody pick their poison, Islamic or Christian
Buddhas to Jewish, every religion is Judas
Nigga due to all my circumstances
Had no choice but roll the dice, had to take the chances
'Till my homies leave the can, they just tuna fish
No money orders from the fam, just get through the shit
Youngins dying nowadays, dressed-up in the ghetto
The struggle all by the system, these crackers turn you Gepetto
I'm loading up in that hoopty to catch a 187
I flipped and got me a Rolex, preacher got the same Bezel
What the f*ck, some nights I couldn't sleep 'cause Satan woke me up
Been through shit that make you cry, have you choking up
Find yourself in the darkest places loading them nines
Tryna grip your mind, searching, you search what you find
Came up with jack-shit up out that wishing well
Left with this black skin and a digital scale
I pray I be okay when I grow up a little bigger
If I don't, tell my babies daddy was a real nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
Writer: DERWIN ARMSTRONG, DOUGLAS E ELLISON, KARIM KARBOUSH, LIONEL PICKENS, TURRELL THOMAS SIMS, ZAKARIA KARBOUSH
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Die Young
[Hook - Meet Sims:]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
[Post-Hook - French Montana:]
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry bout nothing
Oh, Montana
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
Whoa
[Verse 1 - French Montana:]
Ever since the first hit me up, I wasn't supposed to live
Still on the block getting money where I'm supposed to live
Want to see my casket shine on mama's front row
Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
I can see Puff telling Ross, Yela was a legend
I can see my baby mama mad at every freshman
And I'd be mad
Turning up for my nigga till they put me in the casket
[Hook - Meet Sims:]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
[Post-Hook - French Montana:]
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry bout nothing
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
[Verse 2 - Zack Kharbouch:]
Sucks hanging, we just some young niggas
Out the bottom, got it from crumbs nigga
Now it's 250 in the slum nigga
Pocket full and this shit for fun nigga
Say never know
All this shit a nigga seen, I'll never fold
May never know
Niggas claiming like a lawyer, probably telling though
Young niggas out here let the blammer go
Mixing mud with the smoke, I'm paranoid
Got a couple kittens that's down to go
And when they cum I'll be there mining coal
Suckas living a lie
Out here blessing all my niggas and I'm living the life
Got a couple foreign bitches and they put up a fight
If I told you what I know I'm probably doing a life
F*ck these f*ck niggas, we don't run with em
Hating bitches, man I'm done with em
Live fast and die young nigga
Know the consequences come with it
[Hook - Meet Sims:]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
[Verse 3 - Chinx:]
Look, rose up out that dirt wearing holy clothes
Most niggas love to hate you, man you don't need those niggas
How we gon' cleanse our body of these sins?
When our only concern was re-ing up and riding rims
Sold white that wasn't good for cooking
Teacher used to say that I'd amount to nothing (stupid bitch)
Kept the work up in that kitchen covered
Whipped it like I baked it in that easy oven
Everybody pick their poison, Islamic or Christian
Buddhas to Jewish, every religion is Judas
Nigga due to all my circumstances
Had no choice but roll the dice, had to take them chances
Till my homies leave the can they just tuna fish
No money yours, it's for the fam, just get through the shit
Youngins dying nowadays dressed up in the ghetto
The struggle up out the system, these crackers turn you to Gepetto
I'm loading up in that hoopty to catch a 187
I flipped and got me a Rolex, preacher got the same Bezel
What the f*ck, some nights I couldn't sleep cause Satan woke me up
Been through shit that make you cry, have you choking up
Find yourself in the darkest places loading them nines
Tryna grip your mind, searching, you search what you find
Came up with jack shit up out that wishing well
Left with this black skin and a digital scale
I pray I be ok when I grow up a little bigger
If I don't, tell my babies daddy was a real nigga
[Hook - Meet Sims:]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
[Post-Hook - French Montana:]
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry bout nothing
Oh, Montana
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
Whoa
[Verse 1 - French Montana:]
Ever since the first hit me up, I wasn't supposed to live
Still on the block getting money where I'm supposed to live
Want to see my casket shine on mama's front row
Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
I can see Puff telling Ross, Yela was a legend
I can see my baby mama mad at every freshman
And I'd be mad
Turning up for my nigga till they put me in the casket
[Hook - Meet Sims:]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
[Post-Hook - French Montana:]
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry bout nothing
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
[Verse 2 - Zack Kharbouch:]
Sucks hanging, we just some young niggas
Out the bottom, got it from crumbs nigga
Now it's 250 in the slum nigga
Pocket full and this shit for fun nigga
Say never know
All this shit a nigga seen, I'll never fold
May never know
Niggas claiming like a lawyer, probably telling though
Young niggas out here let the blammer go
Mixing mud with the smoke, I'm paranoid
Got a couple kittens that's down to go
And when they cum I'll be there mining coal
Suckas living a lie
Out here blessing all my niggas and I'm living the life
Got a couple foreign bitches and they put up a fight
If I told you what I know I'm probably doing a life
F*ck these f*ck niggas, we don't run with em
Hating bitches, man I'm done with em
Live fast and die young nigga
Know the consequences come with it
[Hook - Meet Sims:]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
[Verse 3 - Chinx:]
Look, rose up out that dirt wearing holy clothes
Most niggas love to hate you, man you don't need those niggas
How we gon' cleanse our body of these sins?
When our only concern was re-ing up and riding rims
Sold white that wasn't good for cooking
Teacher used to say that I'd amount to nothing (stupid bitch)
Kept the work up in that kitchen covered
Whipped it like I baked it in that easy oven
Everybody pick their poison, Islamic or Christian
Buddhas to Jewish, every religion is Judas
Nigga due to all my circumstances
Had no choice but roll the dice, had to take them chances
Till my homies leave the can they just tuna fish
No money yours, it's for the fam, just get through the shit
Youngins dying nowadays dressed up in the ghetto
The struggle up out the system, these crackers turn you to Gepetto
I'm loading up in that hoopty to catch a 187
I flipped and got me a Rolex, preacher got the same Bezel
What the f*ck, some nights I couldn't sleep cause Satan woke me up
Been through shit that make you cry, have you choking up
Find yourself in the darkest places loading them nines
Tryna grip your mind, searching, you search what you find
Came up with jack shit up out that wishing well
Left with this black skin and a digital scale
I pray I be ok when I grow up a little bigger
If I don't, tell my babies daddy was a real nigga
[Hook - Meet Sims:]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher