Man cey go crazy
This some shit right here
On god pe
Told my momma everything's gonna be ok
Told my momma everything's gonna be ok
Told my brudda everything's gonna be ok
Cause one day I'm just gon make it rain
One day I'm just gon make it rain
And hell yeah I got all this pain
And this shit really ah shame
And I cannot f*ck wit no lames
Yeah yo bitch giving me brain in the back seat
Yea young nigga coming out with some new heat
And soon imma have some balencies
And the next day I'm wearing Gucci
Yeah
Young nigga rich in the trenches
Never trust nun of these bitches
Some of these niggas be snitching
So I can't be cool with no snitch
Yeah
And I'll never love another bitch
And Cey And Tempo, bouta run this shit up
And we in the Stu and we gotta double cup
Double cup
Run that shit up Tempo
Yeahhh yeah yeah
Bitch I'm back with the new fire
Can't f*ck with you boy cause you a lair
We getting money the f*ck is the deal we getting money lil boy can get killed
Ain't no average nigga he can get pilled
The glock will do him good just like a meal
Ain't no pussy but I'm keeping my steel
He 18 and ain't payed a bill
Hungry I'm so hungry had to do it by my lonely you niggas bummy
Tryna get to the riches you niggas bitches
Run up on me got a steel and that shit it clitches
Yeah
Shoot you in yo stomach I ain't playing games
Real street nigga you know that you lame
Pull up with choppas can't feel no pain
We getting money made it out the rain yeah