In the I'm peepin' game I trust you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say they really really Can't mess you no mo' people to you hate So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
Mo' money mo' problems What biggy said it like it true to be my homeboy But now I'm payed so tryna sue My got jaguars My garage like a zoo
finger up for the haters Hope the hater isn't you Super cool, that's cool You can feel you gotta friend But I trusting my money counter And that's the I count again You saw the (Yeah)
I'm everybody wanna take my riches Can't my money out my account 'Cause my bank teller get sickness Back and forth, b-back and in the streets or right back in court
Candy car built a tank And my crib built a fort Let's go to war, I ain't George I promise ya'll I'm gone be Cause I ain't my weapon either And that's the I keep a spare
In the streets I'm game I can't you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say really really fake Can't with you no mo' people to you hate So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low
I ain't with none of ya'll like [unverified] Win the grammy Guard the And all of you gon out
If you don't it then peace out Look and I see doubt I been to get to the presidents Like barrack is on dial Yeah all about me now
Don't want ya and need ya You don't and get to the money And you hungry I won't feed ya I ain't hangin' no hater
No faker, no I knew it big and they say did And tryna my credit like stole visa If lonely at the top
(Top) I'd rather be 'Cause the people to ya The ones who do ya wrong me for a broad I promise that I will no sleep Cause crank can be your freak But my bank account gone stay
In the I'm peepin' game I can't you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say they really fake Can't with you no mo' Closest people to you So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
I be, creeping lower low Light another I'm smoking the dro Choking, looking, never him And a drunk get popped and I'll open the do Lungs full of smoke that means slower than
Feel I'm trapped and there's nowhere to go So I, just pull out the (Blah) Put a fuckin' in the flo' Luda, I'm so wid the flow Trunk fulla speakers, fulla [unverified]
How would a wood chuck chuck If a wood chuck could wood on the wheel Turn it it Blow another I earned it it Blow another
Pull tram Light another it burn it it up Hear my flow, I it up grab your gats
And em, load, sock em Lock em, em And aim it up it up Off in the sky Catch me off in the ride
26 Leave em 45 always tucked in the Open eyes See me
'Cause I keep And boys keep losing Plus I'm, the pimp of the Playas is hatin' and hos is
Look at all the hos you look at all the game I got And you can me creepin' on the low low Luda solo, beatin' the block
In the streets I'm peepin' I can't you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say they really really mess with you no mo' Closest to you hate So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low
on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low