My nigga Lee, I think we got another one
Yeah, ayy, we the rappers, we gon' pull up with they own money
And they own good
My daughters came across in balls, he finna load me up
I hang around some real killers, so you can't hold me niggas
Corner smokin' weed, runnin' lights, I'm in the store with you
Ain't never got a massage inside the foreign, this the real one
My man ain't never see me hooch, you see me rappin', say you killin'
You ever seen one of your asses, I tried to spank him, I really did it
I can hit the hood and post up with the savages, I'm the realest
And my Michael J's always got my Glock 23
I zip lean, I pop perks, I * bitches for the free
I heard you beatin' on your bitch, cause you mad, she follow me
I'm just happy I got some money, if I was broke, I wouldn't sleep
I'm the Glock boy, I ain't trippin', hit my phone if it's a problem
We used to mail them back then, but now we flyin'
We in the chat without no money, we kicked you out, don't waste our time
Unless I put a button on him, you ain't gon' catch me with no nine
Nigga, I don't trip about nothin', but my slick
Back row all blue, I look like a creep
I got a 60, homie, nah, I R.I.P. the nigga
Caught a hop out, game over, he got a lil' flick
I grind hard when the rent do
I be playin' with the balls, bro, you playin' with that * zoo
Hundred M's on my mental
I got elite niggas alone, I ain't really tryna get sued
My bitch thick and my bitch rude
The op niggas tryna get me, the fiends tryna get fooled
Niggas see us, they get spooked
Nigga, every nigga with me, then put a nigga on the news
I don't get sleep, I don't snooze
I wake up every day early to go get blues
I'm rich as *, you can still catch me with goons
You know the Glock on fully, boy, don't get booed
In the mountains, phone roaming, you can't get through
Bitch tryna tell me I ain't *, you ain't * too
Lately, I done had a lot of hoes that I can pick through
Still thinkin' bout that one * and I miss it
She look at me in the eyes and still lie to me
Damn, bro, it close as we once was, I'm still around
I know a couple niggas who had never snitched, she ain't got arms still
Bounce through the hood every day, I'm still around
* that ass, so man, I bet you get a couple dollars
Man, this money ain't *, I was still rich without it
All the kids love me, quick to throw my deposit
I'm a blocker to a track, we got traffic just like Maya
Blood call got me on my way back to San Fran
You don't have about that one *, but you don't understand
Was ever down to your last ten, you should understand
You did that and got caught the next day, it's just business, I understand
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