I pop these percs to take this pain away
But some hurt just wont fadeaway
My closest friends like Michael J
I watched them niggas fadeaway
I've been state to state
Bringing back bows on the interstate
Baby mama trippin bout some money
I got plenty pape/ (Niggas having plenty shit)
Niggas having plenty cake (ayyy)
It's JB and I'm back
Better than a motherf*cker (Than a bitch)
A nigga bet not play
Or we gon kill him in this motherf*cker (Kill him in this bitch)
I put that on my mother
And f*ck the law they need to free my brother (Free Swift)
Damn my nigga you keep a cutter
How you let them niggas cut you (Damn)
If you my bitch
Then why the f*ck you let mw niggas f*ck you (what the f*ck)
Now I'm feeling like it's f*ck ya (f*ck ya)
I knew that I could never trust ya (I never trust ya)
I know I'm the shit but I aint number 2
And I aint even tryna do no flushing
We came thru we be flushing
Big glock don't make me buss it (dont make me bust)
Boy please stop all that stuntin
Get yo ass shot for nothin
They ask me what I'm doing
I just tell em getting money (I'm just getting money)
Got all this bread out here
And you niggas aint getting nothin (They aint getting nothin)
Man that shit there be funny
But aint shit funny when you broke
When you down bad on yo dick
They gone laugh at you like a joke
I'ma prevail and come out swinging
When my back up against the ropes
No I aint quit, I kept goin
(I wasn't tryna hear no nopes
I wasn't tryna hear that shit
I aint tryna hear no no's man
When niggas tell you no keep goin keep pushin
The day you quit might be the day you win
Keep pushin it get greater later (THANK GOD)$
I pop these percs to take this pain away
But some hurt just wont fadeaway
My closest friends like Michael J
I watched them niggas fadeaway
I've been state to state
Bringing back bows on the interstate
Baby mama trippin bout some money
I got plenty pape (Niggas having plenty shit)
Niggas having plenty cake, ayyy
It's JB and I'm back
Better than a motherf*cker (Than a bitch)
A nigga bet not play
Or we gon kill him in this motherf*cker (Kill him in this bitch)
I put that on my mother
And f*ck the law they need to free my brother (Free Swift)
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I pop these percs to take this pain away
But some hurt just wont fadeaway
My closest friends like Michael J
I watched them niggas fadeaway
I've been state to state
Bringing back bows on the interstate
Baby mama trippin bout some money
I got plenty pape/ (Niggas having plenty shit)
Niggas having plenty cake (ayyy)
It's JB and I'm back
Better than a motherf*cker (Than a bitch)
A nigga bet not play
Or we gon kill him in this motherf*cker (Kill him in this bitch)
I put that on my mother
And f*ck the law they need to free my brother (Free Swift)
Damn my nigga you keep a cutter
How you let them niggas cut you (Damn)
If you my bitch
Then why the f*ck you let mw niggas f*ck you (what the f*ck)
Now I'm feeling like it's f*ck ya (f*ck ya)
I knew that I could never trust ya (I never trust ya)
I know I'm the shit but I aint number 2
And I aint even tryna do no flushing
We came thru we be flushing
Big glock don't make me buss it (dont make me bust)
Boy please stop all that stuntin
Get yo ass shot for nothin
They ask me what I'm doing
I just tell em getting money (I'm just getting money)
Got all this bread out here
And you niggas aint getting nothin (They aint getting nothin)
Man that shit there be funny
But aint shit funny when you broke
When you down bad on yo dick
They gone laugh at you like a joke
I'ma prevail and come out swinging
When my back up against the ropes
No I aint quit, I kept goin
(I wasn't tryna hear no nopes
I wasn't tryna hear that shit
I aint tryna hear no no's man
When niggas tell you no keep goin keep pushin
The day you quit might be the day you win
Keep pushin it get greater later (THANK GOD)$
I pop these percs to take this pain away
But some hurt just wont fadeaway
My closest friends like Michael J
I watched them niggas fadeaway
I've been state to state
Bringing back bows on the interstate
Baby mama trippin bout some money
I got plenty pape (Niggas having plenty shit)
Niggas having plenty cake, ayyy
It's JB and I'm back
Better than a motherf*cker (Than a bitch)
A nigga bet not play
Or we gon kill him in this motherf*cker (Kill him in this bitch)
I put that on my mother
And f*ck the law they need to free my brother (Free Swift)
But some hurt just wont fadeaway
My closest friends like Michael J
I watched them niggas fadeaway
I've been state to state
Bringing back bows on the interstate
Baby mama trippin bout some money
I got plenty pape/ (Niggas having plenty shit)
Niggas having plenty cake (ayyy)
It's JB and I'm back
Better than a motherf*cker (Than a bitch)
A nigga bet not play
Or we gon kill him in this motherf*cker (Kill him in this bitch)
I put that on my mother
And f*ck the law they need to free my brother (Free Swift)
Damn my nigga you keep a cutter
How you let them niggas cut you (Damn)
If you my bitch
Then why the f*ck you let mw niggas f*ck you (what the f*ck)
Now I'm feeling like it's f*ck ya (f*ck ya)
I knew that I could never trust ya (I never trust ya)
I know I'm the shit but I aint number 2
And I aint even tryna do no flushing
We came thru we be flushing
Big glock don't make me buss it (dont make me bust)
Boy please stop all that stuntin
Get yo ass shot for nothin
They ask me what I'm doing
I just tell em getting money (I'm just getting money)
Got all this bread out here
And you niggas aint getting nothin (They aint getting nothin)
Man that shit there be funny
But aint shit funny when you broke
When you down bad on yo dick
They gone laugh at you like a joke
I'ma prevail and come out swinging
When my back up against the ropes
No I aint quit, I kept goin
(I wasn't tryna hear no nopes
I wasn't tryna hear that shit
I aint tryna hear no no's man
When niggas tell you no keep goin keep pushin
The day you quit might be the day you win
Keep pushin it get greater later (THANK GOD)$
I pop these percs to take this pain away
But some hurt just wont fadeaway
My closest friends like Michael J
I watched them niggas fadeaway
I've been state to state
Bringing back bows on the interstate
Baby mama trippin bout some money
I got plenty pape (Niggas having plenty shit)
Niggas having plenty cake, ayyy
It's JB and I'm back
Better than a motherf*cker (Than a bitch)
A nigga bet not play
Or we gon kill him in this motherf*cker (Kill him in this bitch)
I put that on my mother
And f*ck the law they need to free my brother (Free Swift)
Writer: Deonte Bellamy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid