I'm about to be a millionaire, money on the street, thugs Hustlin' my like drugs, I find it bug Muthafuckas always gotta lock the but they don't do jay But anyway, it's another day, another to earn, more weed to burn
I learn, are jealous to what they tell us but don't matter what fellas I figure this, niggas want to get nigga-rich miss, while I'm kickin' this
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 what I got, watch the
to grill chill, make you feel like you wanna get in my shit Sip my dick, do it what for, while you war wit war War only money for niggas who think, dummy You got your window wide open like sunny outside Sleep, nigga, bye bye
bye bye to a sound bwoy in The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie Two shots dead to dem chin, or friend the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' end
to, me and you Won On Won like Tek-N-Steele, fuck ya crew Forty millimeter shells in the heater Look like ya niggas gotta be the to bail
Just because ya niggas from jail, came home To flip, up in the jail cell, to sit And roam, now, I got a kite from my little Cappone Tellin' me the jail on
I know, I was listenin' to Tell 'em it was on a long time ago Gather up the firearms to bomb, ring the 'Cuz shit get slippery and palms
So I gotta remain Gather up my so I don't go wrong Plan to move too smooth, you you got me
tar in copy, fake villain, who the fuck you killin'? I'm willin' to bet, you you in it but your street is still a vet Slapped and tried, bye bye
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 junk to a end
Although when I come, I abstract Most get it whenever they play it back or book you read 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, breakin' ya But no matter what, I break into ya home 'Cuz your is not a home, if you don't got chrome
Now, you follow me and you ask how Well, as a leader, I'ma make you the background Mercenary but I'm merciless and I bust, I bust to hit
Will lie in the and you hear it twist, of somebody cap Steady bustin' in the and got hit in the back Thought it couldn't happen, just 'cuz you was
Bullets hit the wind and descend to detonate, chest plate Blow up the earthquake, can't wait to The force of the one, two wit I thought you slept, boom bye bye
Boom bye bye to a bwoy in The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie Two dead to dem chin, enemy or friend Fake the funk, I put the to a muthafuckin' end
Boom bye bye to a bwoy in The shot ti fly now that bwoy lie dead Two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' end