Aye
You can't trust niggas bitches none of that
None of that
Money come and go, RIP my niggas ain't coming back
Broke up with that hoe no going backwards ain't no coming back, ugh
Running to that sack
Bitch I'm like Hester if you punt it to me I'm gone run it back
Used to post up on that corner shoulda been a running back
Nigga we was taking chances you should get yo money back
I got A dollar and 100 rounds who wanna go to war with me
I can't love no bitches I just need trust and some loyalty
Stay down with a nigga baby I treat you like royalty
They know I rap cuz I'm real good at it I just want royalties
Hundreds blue like royals be
I got this shit out the soil G
Came from nun but my mama and daddy claim they spoiled me
I can't walk thru no metal detectors I got foil with me
And I ain't go to no clubs if I can't take that boy with me
Stay in yo lane like Tory be
Real Nigga can't get bored with me
Smoke dope you know flights get board with me
But they say it's destroying me
My bitch thick like Georgia peach
Grew up, Illinois, the streets
Big boss who employing me
God said I was chosen he anointed me, appointed me
They say it cost to be the boss it ain't no point to me
Cuz I came from taking and snatching, on D so you can score on me
I ain't from out west but I still ball like Patrick Beverly
I let that bitch finesse me I was focused on some better things
But f*ck it she finessed herself out of a wedding ring
Married to the Guap I ain't yo man girl ion care to be
Put my family on my back bitch I thought you was here me
You don't need closure or no clarity
Ion wanna die a legend but I'm tryna build a legacy
Grateful to my god cuz he don't have to keep on blessing me
I had to leave that girl back in the past cuz she was stressing me
And I'm seeing greatness in my future it's in my destiny
I ain't never took no ecstasy
Money make me come so when I count it feel like sex to me
Nina on my side like that's my baby she sleep next to me
Money on my mind she drive me crazy about everything
Folksnem know that I'm the realest nigga he a never be
Big dog, he eat pedigree, so you not on my level
When I f*ck her missionary say I be all in her belly
When I hit her from the back, she run from it like she scared of me
Can't none these f*ck niggas compare to me
Easily I'm better, beat that pussy up competitively
I'm rocking ice like Dairy Queen
Hit the mall 50 deep what I bought everything
Bitch I ball, Kevin D
I ain't no celebrity
Money come
Money go
But I keep it here with me
Money talks and I'm smoking loud you ain't hearing me
Aye
You ain't hearing me
Stoner Pimpson - 2nd Coming (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Aye
You can't trust niggas bitches none of that
None of that
Money come and go, RIP my niggas ain't coming back
Broke up with that hoe no going backwards ain't no coming back, ugh
Running to that sack
Bitch I'm like Hester if you punt it to me I'm gone run it back
Used to post up on that corner shoulda been a running back
Nigga we was taking chances you should get yo money back
I got A dollar and 100 rounds who wanna go to war with me
I can't love no bitches I just need trust and some loyalty
Stay down with a nigga baby I treat you like royalty
They know I rap cuz I'm real good at it I just want royalties
Hundreds blue like royals be
I got this shit out the soil G
Came from nun but my mama and daddy claim they spoiled me
I can't walk thru no metal detectors I got foil with me
And I ain't go to no clubs if I can't take that boy with me
Stay in yo lane like Tory be
Real Nigga can't get bored with me
Smoke dope you know flights get board with me
But they say it's destroying me
My bitch thick like Georgia peach
Grew up, Illinois, the streets
Big boss who employing me
God said I was chosen he anointed me, appointed me
They say it cost to be the boss it ain't no point to me
Cuz I came from taking and snatching, on D so you can score on me
I ain't from out west but I still ball like Patrick Beverly
I let that bitch finesse me I was focused on some better things
But f*ck it she finessed herself out of a wedding ring
Married to the Guap I ain't yo man girl ion care to be
Put my family on my back bitch I thought you was here me
You don't need closure or no clarity
Ion wanna die a legend but I'm tryna build a legacy
Grateful to my god cuz he don't have to keep on blessing me
I had to leave that girl back in the past cuz she was stressing me
And I'm seeing greatness in my future it's in my destiny
I ain't never took no ecstasy
Money make me come so when I count it feel like sex to me
Nina on my side like that's my baby she sleep next to me
Money on my mind she drive me crazy about everything
Folksnem know that I'm the realest nigga he a never be
Big dog, he eat pedigree, so you not on my level
When I f*ck her missionary say I be all in her belly
When I hit her from the back, she run from it like she scared of me
Can't none these f*ck niggas compare to me
Easily I'm better, beat that pussy up competitively
I'm rocking ice like Dairy Queen
Hit the mall 50 deep what I bought everything
Bitch I ball, Kevin D
I ain't no celebrity
Money come
Money go
But I keep it here with me
Money talks and I'm smoking loud you ain't hearing me
Aye
You ain't hearing me
You can't trust niggas bitches none of that
None of that
Money come and go, RIP my niggas ain't coming back
Broke up with that hoe no going backwards ain't no coming back, ugh
Running to that sack
Bitch I'm like Hester if you punt it to me I'm gone run it back
Used to post up on that corner shoulda been a running back
Nigga we was taking chances you should get yo money back
I got A dollar and 100 rounds who wanna go to war with me
I can't love no bitches I just need trust and some loyalty
Stay down with a nigga baby I treat you like royalty
They know I rap cuz I'm real good at it I just want royalties
Hundreds blue like royals be
I got this shit out the soil G
Came from nun but my mama and daddy claim they spoiled me
I can't walk thru no metal detectors I got foil with me
And I ain't go to no clubs if I can't take that boy with me
Stay in yo lane like Tory be
Real Nigga can't get bored with me
Smoke dope you know flights get board with me
But they say it's destroying me
My bitch thick like Georgia peach
Grew up, Illinois, the streets
Big boss who employing me
God said I was chosen he anointed me, appointed me
They say it cost to be the boss it ain't no point to me
Cuz I came from taking and snatching, on D so you can score on me
I ain't from out west but I still ball like Patrick Beverly
I let that bitch finesse me I was focused on some better things
But f*ck it she finessed herself out of a wedding ring
Married to the Guap I ain't yo man girl ion care to be
Put my family on my back bitch I thought you was here me
You don't need closure or no clarity
Ion wanna die a legend but I'm tryna build a legacy
Grateful to my god cuz he don't have to keep on blessing me
I had to leave that girl back in the past cuz she was stressing me
And I'm seeing greatness in my future it's in my destiny
I ain't never took no ecstasy
Money make me come so when I count it feel like sex to me
Nina on my side like that's my baby she sleep next to me
Money on my mind she drive me crazy about everything
Folksnem know that I'm the realest nigga he a never be
Big dog, he eat pedigree, so you not on my level
When I f*ck her missionary say I be all in her belly
When I hit her from the back, she run from it like she scared of me
Can't none these f*ck niggas compare to me
Easily I'm better, beat that pussy up competitively
I'm rocking ice like Dairy Queen
Hit the mall 50 deep what I bought everything
Bitch I ball, Kevin D
I ain't no celebrity
Money come
Money go
But I keep it here with me
Money talks and I'm smoking loud you ain't hearing me
Aye
You ain't hearing me
Writer: Jordan Stewart
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid