I'm about to be a millionaire, money on the street, thugs my lyrics like drugs, I find it bug Muthafuckas gotta lock the safe but they don't do jay But anyway, it's another day, another dollar to earn, weed to burn
I learn, muthafuckas are Listenin' to what tell us but don't matter what fellas I this, niggas want Buck to get nigga-rich Bigger miss, while I'm kickin'
You miss, I can put you on the list, in the studio to make all it takes is a whip, for you to flip Jock what I got, what I got But you don't got what I got, the block
Listenin' to chill, make you feel like you wanna get in my shit Sip my dick, do it straw what for, you war wit war War only make money for who think, dummy You got your window wide open like it's sunny Sleep, nigga, 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 junk to a end
to, me and you Won On Won like Tek-N-Steele, fuck ya crew Forty millimeter shells in the well Look like ya niggas be the first to bail
Just because ya niggas jail, just 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 jail on
I know, I was listenin' to Tell 'em niggas it was on a time ago Gather up the to bomb, ring the alarm 'Cuz get slippery and sweaty palms
So I gotta remain up my thoughts so I don't go wrong Plan to too smooth, you think you got me
tar in copy, fake villain, who the fuck you killin'? I'm willin' to bet, you think you in it but your street is a vet and tried, boom bye bye
Boom bye bye to a bwoy in The shot ti fly now sound bwoy lie dead Two shots dead to dem chin, or friend Fake the funk, I put the to a muthafuckin' end
when I come, I come abstract Most people get it they play it back Black or book you read or a hook you 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 ya home 'Cuz your is not a home, if you don't got chrome
Now, you me and you don't ask how Well, as a leader, I'ma make you play the Mercenary but I'm merciless and I bust, I bust to hit
lie in the mist and you hear it twist, of somebody cap Steady bustin' in the front and got hit in the Thought it couldn't happen, just you was strappin'
Bullets hit the wind and descend to detonate, chest plate up the earthquake, can't wait to demonstrate The of the one, two roll 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 the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' end
Boom bye bye to a sound 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