(Let that shit ride, Tone)
Ayy
See it took time to shine like this, had to rhyme like this
Forty-one, that bitch drowned my wrist
Big 6 on the pendant, two-toned my shit
Swear these niggas can't clone my bitch
Used to roll through the night, spot closed at 6
All my life had to go take risks
I ain't never went told on shit
I put this on my soul, I won't fold, won't quit
Thirty days on the road with a switch
Chase the paper, every show, it be lit
Every state on the phone with my kids gotta make sure they know where I been, where I been
Heard them niggas still bumping they gums 'bout a nigga
But I'm wrong when I up on them, pull guns out on niggas
Bet these pussies start watchin' they tongue 'bout a nigga
Them gorillas will come pull the ho out of niggas
Drop a bag, flip the house, make him hate where he livin'
I get packs every day, they get shipped in
I thank God every day that I wake
That he changed up my ways and the life that I been in
Now my bank account sittin' on millions
Really up, ain't been broke in a minute
And most of these niggas been hustlin' for years
And they don't even got more pape' than my children
Free T-Wade, he'll be home in a minute
And shit, big dog good, I just sent him some bread
[KB]??? halfway done with his sentence
Free my members from prison
See it took time to shine like this, had to rhyme like this
Forty-one, that bitch drowned my wrist
Big 6 on the pendant, two-toned my shit
Swear these niggas can't clone my bitch
Used to roll through the night, spot closed at 6
All my life had to go take risks
I ain't never went told on shit
I put this on my soul, I won't fold, won't quit
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