Lyrics
(Dmac on the fking track)
Straight up to the top Yh, fuck with you tonight
Stylish on this one you know the vibe will never die Yh
Guess the coup tonight? the suicidal
You know who should be riding, we tryna make this happen
Bitch I'm on raw for sure, tell them ngas easy on me
If you tryna envy us, you know you fucking gonna die... ayy
Ain't no fucking doubts I'm a ghost some
I got that 20 on me, better watch out for some
Guess we slide Nigga's gonna die,
Do never fuck around them bros
We fucking living, we ain't got no fucking limits yo
We in the city, and we tryna to light the city up
We on the raw, now we tryna make 'em sing along
Then tryna fuck about the Stylish, with my gang you know
They tryna hang again, then trying to pull up cameras
I'm on my lean, I tryna make them niggas fade it up
Over did my thoughts, then i tryna get it back
They tryna make it counts on me, then tryna get the bag
(yeah yeah)
On my self now we know Nga
Right now, on my self now you know Nga
Ohh love, don't you fuck with the young nga
Tryna get it, To the once who gone hear about it
I, wanna keep it going on the raw
Till I die, I just wanna keep it on a go
I'm a keep taking, I'm a keep it spinning, keep it rolling
If i don't know nothing, then my ngas better tell me something
I know all this moment, gat to come and go
Who knows all this money, takes the pain away?
I know I'll make it, early out the days
Essence in my account, watch we going in
Destiny, destiny, call on me your destiny, I need it oh lord
Fuck you mean, fuck with me?
You tryna come and fuck with me, they tryna hang yeah, yeah, yeah
Since I tryna make this money, all this ngas hating on me
They ain't got no fking time, they tryna fking hating on me
High way all the day, fuck these ngas tryna say
If you tryna pull up on me, this gone be a champion Yh
Let it with my gang slide
When we pull, up you know somebody gonna die for
(sure baby)
I know you jealous bout the life style
When we pull up, you know it's about a hundred miles now
(Uhh ahhh)
Rap about this ngas now
Tryna get about me, you most be a psycho now (Bt psycho)
Fk they tryna talk about, I know I'm from the trenches
Now I gat to get the bag, (I let 'em in)
Fuck who ever tryna kill me
Fuck it they ain't gang gang, they tryna make a fool of me
I know that I gat it now, the iceyy on my wrist lit
Still got to let you know that, that life ain't no easy... uhh
I was down on a low Ayy, if I pull up then you know what we on yeah
I just make it count, yeah I'm far off show yeah
I know you that we gat it at the mood okay
What this life about it now,you tryna make this money
Why they tryna hate one you (whoa ahh)
Crazy how this life about
I'm getting money now, Can't you see I'm in the mood
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