[ Featuring Veeze ]
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Hold on
Brothers Only Gang
I got money on my mind, I take meds all the time
I got a three in a twenty, boy, I'm scared of this high
Got your bitch lookin' nervous, she be scared when I'm around
So much shh in the bag, boy, I'm scared for your town
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God
So many niggas turn feds, it be scarin' me sometimes
I be wonderin' if them niggas near me sometimes
Shh
A nigga tried to play me, take his town and take a number off
A bitch could never fade me, I'm too turnt for her to cut me off
My brother OG crazy, he'll try to knock your mama off
I hurt a nigga feelings to the point he take the summer off
I ran through a whole pound of privilege, then I hit the mall
I don't think she like the Purple denim, tried to snatch 'em off
I don't even be lookin' at the tags, I just snatch 'em off (naw)
I don't think you asked for my swag, you just jacked it all (goddamn)
Put my nigga Telly Band in the driveway, shootin' basketball
They mad at me and Wreck 'cause we ain't seal none of the bag to y'all
I remember days I was so broke, I couldn't laugh at all
Now niggas hatin' on me over fame, y'all can have it all
I really just want this dog shit
You feel me?
I got money on my mind, I take meds all the time
Got a three in a twenty, boy, I'm scared of this high
I got your bitch lookin' nervous, she be scared when I'm around
So much in the bag, boy, I'm scared for your town
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (nigga)
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (dumb-ass nigga)
I take notes to the fake shit
You beef with us, you can't slip
We got the sauce you can't get
You play with us, we take shit
My heart used to pound when a nigga had to take risks
Thirty trips in, I'm too focused now, I can't slip
I never been for games, boy, you play with me, it's K clips
Amiri for the denim, went to Barneys, spent 2K quick
You gotta be a slime for you to recognize some snake shit
They wanna hide the tension, see me out and it's a facelift
Fell in love with the money, I'll never sell my soul
She be givin' me her soul and I still do her bold
Pray to God every night 'cause I know I'm livin' wrong
Pray to God every night 'cause the devil want my soul
Fingers crossed for my niggas, we gon' make it to the top
Fingers crossed for my niggas still be trappin' on the block
I be lookin' out for niggas and they askin' for a lot
Only thing I fear is God, I stare at death in the eye
I got money on my mind, I do meds all the time
I'm off two-seven-five, yeah, she scared for me to drive
Don't affiliate with rats, that ain't in a nigga file
Tryna run me up some racks, I done drove so many miles
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (f*ck wrong with these niggas?)
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (World Tour, Oink Boyz shit, nigga)
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
