(Ayy, is that Foreign?)
Walk in the party, we don't fuck with nobody
That bitch in the back room fucking off Molly
Made an M, I ain't ask for shit, from somebody
I don't steal but I get money from all the thotties
Remember they counted me out, I put bread on they books even when they ain't give me shit
Let niggas sleep in my house, then they turned into snakes, swear I still can't believe this shit
I'm tryna get rich, I'm on the road, don't got no time to be missing you (Time to be missing you)
Living my dreams, was in the Acura, now I'm slidin' in Bentley coupes (Slidin' in Bentley coupes)
Sometimes I can't believe this shit, but it's regular, this life that I live
Remember nights I was at the crib, hella cold, we couldn't even pay no bills
Ayy, hella broke, we couldn't even pay no bills
If I shoot, then a nigga get killed
Know I'm the same nigga that's in that field
Know I'm the same, the young nigga do drills
Only tweak, it's a lot on my mind
Hate that my young niggas gotta do time
Free my bro Christian, he got twenty-five
It's crazy, back then we was totin' .380s
Back then, you try to come swerve on the block
Pussy, you gotta come pay me (Come pay me)
Lil' boy, you know that I'm all about bands
I hang with the G's from the eighties (From the eighties)
I found a parallel with all the numbers, I swear that's why these niggas hate me (Grrra)
Walk in the party, we don't fuck with nobody
That bitch in the back room fucking off Molly
Made an M, I ain't ask for shit, from somebody
I don't steal but I get money from all the thotties
Remember they counted me out, I put bread on they books even when they ain't give me shit
Let niggas sleep in my house, then they turned into snakes, swear I still can't believe this shit
I'm tryna get rich, I'm on the road, don't got no time to be missing you (Time to be missing you)
Living my dreams, was in the Acura, now I'm slidin' in Bentley coupes (Slidin' in Bentley coupes)
Sometimes I can't believe this shit, but it's regular, this life that I live
Remember nights I was at the crib, hella cold, we couldn't even pay no bills
We was up and some niggas changed (Changed)
I ain't changed, I remain the same (Same)
I thought it was real I was dealing wit', but these niggas changin' all over dividends
Niggas try to rob me for the pack
Cutthroat, I had to get it back
They know we don't cut down on chicken shit (Grrra)
Push the gas on the highway then buss a bitch (Grrra)
Walk in the party, we don't fuck with nobody
That bitch in the back room fucking off Molly
Made an M, I ain't ask for shit, from somebody
I don't steal but I get money from all the thotties
Remember they counted me out, I put bread on they books even when they ain't give me shit
Let niggas sleep in my house, then they turned into snakes, swear I still can't believe this shit
I'm tryna get rich, I'm on the road, don't got no time to be missing you (Time to be missing you)
Living my dreams, was in the Acura, now I'm slidin' in Bentley coupes (Slidin' in Bentley coupes)
Sometimes I can't believe this shit, but it's regular, this life that I live
Remember nights I was at the crib, hella cold, we couldn't even pay no bills
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