Sicc Life This is for all my ballers Money and them
Got my all creased up Me and my homies all up my pockets all greased up Chips and the money all day banging through this rap shit to get paid
I'm all about money, rapping, and weed up And this family, we all sleaved up up like an army ready for war We can smoke a whole crowd like crime, searching for Never enough, life is tough in the Either you're balling or you're to get your case settled petty, getting feri on the daily Can't risk it for bullshit, I feed my baby Shady motherfuckers, I them at a distance I got your pumping like a piston, listen You got it twisted I'm a broke man A young motherfucker with no plans No brands, no loaded in my hand Taking shit me? No chance You dance with the devil 'cause I've worked too damn hard to get to this
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If you don't have dough for Mr. Then what you here for, there's the door, you go Responsible for every like a chess game Your next step gives or takes away your aim Fast pay is the way I Never had to in 219 to 56 When shit gets you gotta get stronger They say we got a long life, homey it longer Watch who you talk to, money when it wants to Makes the world spin it has to Don't let me you dipping in my cookie jar I can who the G's and the rookies are The way we ball is Jotos us, they want photos see gangsters doing a ride Want us like a slave or doing some time Fuck all
Pit bossing, Sicc Dogging, clocking, dollars Back handing, smacking all you wanna be shot You ballers you're stallers But when you're ready to do big things go ahead and us Better involve us or else you're gonna problems Two feet away you the shape of revolvers And if you try to make I'ma hear of it Too damn at bossing, made a career of it So stand clear of it, or get with it You talk it motherfucker, I live it
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