(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
(Shaad Krounds)
Niggas started to hate when I started to shine
Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn't of let you close
'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score
I'm getting paid 'cause I been grindin'
In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast
Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho
I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke
Ain't no way could you get my plate after you showed so many flaws
Cannot love for me, you don't love yourself, you don't know how special you are
Ain't no way could I be fake how I played the game so raw
When I when posted at that corner store, I ain't think I would make it this far
But I did, bitch, yeah, I did
Wasn't tryna flex, I bought my Aventador to live life the greatest
Earned my stripes, they hate it
Give no fucks, I made it
My drip the latest
Probably somewhere fuckin' on the baddest
I don't even know the bitch but I make her call me daddy
I don't even know her but she make me feel happy
And how I'm fuckin' on her, woulda thought
Niggas started to hate when I started to shine
Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn't of let you close
'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score
I'm getting paid 'cause I been grindin'
In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast
Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho
I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke
Ain't no point in you even tryna cry
Ain't no point explaining if you gon' lie
I done gave you chances time after time
But you just can't seem to get nothin' right
You a thot bitch, you wanna fuck all night
You a thot bitch, know you can't be my wife
Before I go and chill you I'd rather go and shoot dice
Only time a nigga nice when I wanna lay pipe
I'ma put her on a flight but I won't take her out her night
Girl, I'ma fuck you right but I'm not 'bout to change your life
I'm not 'bout to change your life, no, I can't do that
Soon as we fuck, I'm sending you back
Thought I lost, girl, look how I floss
Stepping in Balenci's, we shop at Ross
And I ain't worried about the price, baby, I could pay the cost
Young spoiled-ass nigga, got designer on my drawers
Niggas started to hate when I started to shine
Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn't of let you close
'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score
I'm getting paid 'cause I been grindin'
In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast
Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho
I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke
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