I'm about to be a millionaire, money on the street, like Hustlin' my lyrics drugs, I find it bug always gotta lock the safe but they don't do jay But anyway, it's another day, another to earn, more weed to burn
I learn, muthafuckas are Listenin' to what they tell us but don't matter what I figure this, niggas Buck to get nigga-rich Bigger miss, while I'm kickin'
You miss, I can put you on the list, in the to make hits 'Cuz all it is a whip, for you to flip Jock what I got, what I got But you don't got I got, watch the block
Listenin' to grill chill, make you feel like you get in my shit Sip my dick, do it what for, while you war wit war War only make for niggas who think, dummy You got your window wide open like it's sunny Sleep, nigga, bye bye
bye bye to a sound bwoy in The shot ti fly now sound bwoy lie dead Two shots to dem chin, enemy or friend Fake the funk, I put the junk to a end
to, me and you Won On Won like Tek-N-Steele, fuck ya whole Forty millimeter in the heater well Look like ya niggas gotta be the first to
Just because ya niggas from jail, came home To flip, back up in the cell, to sit And roam, now, I got a kite from my little nigga Tellin' me the wars on
I know, I was to po-po 'em niggas it was on a long time ago Gather up the firearms to bomb, the alarm 'Cuz shit get and sweaty palms
So I gotta remain Gather up my so I don't go wrong to move too smooth, you think you got me
Weak tar in copy, fake villain, who the fuck you I'm to bet, you think you in it but your street is still a vet Slapped and tried, bye bye
Boom bye bye to a sound in The shot ti fly now that sound lie dead Two shots dead to dem chin, or friend Fake the funk, I put the to a muthafuckin' end
Although when I come, I come Most people get it whenever they play it Black or book you or a hook you said BD get up in ya head, say it in the bed
BD, BD, BD, up in ya zone, BD, BD, BD, ya bones But no matter what, I never break into ya 'Cuz house is not a home, if you don't got chrome
Now, you me and you don't ask how Well, as a leader, make you play the background Mercenary but I'm merciless and when I bust, I to hit
lie in the mist and you hear it twist, of somebody cap Steady in the front and got hit in the back Thought it couldn't happen, just you was strappin'
hit the wind and descend to detonate, target chest plate Blow up the earthquake, can't to demonstrate The force of the one, two wit I Sleep thought you slept, bye bye
Boom bye bye to a bwoy in The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie Two shots dead to dem chin, or friend Fake the funk, I put the junk to a end
Boom bye bye to a bwoy in The shot ti fly now that sound lie dead Two shots dead to dem chin, or friend Fake the funk, I put the to a muthafuckin' end