[Verse 1: At night I think about it, them niggas without me Them bitches try to doubt me, a nigga up out it Talking about it, niggas ain't it, you just talking How they doubt me? How could they doubt me? They wasn't around me How could they and take it from us? All of my niggas that it with us Fuck all them haters, they get in touch I was impatient, I was in a I that molly, making her mind up I for nothing, I made it, I promise Fuck all the comments, they on us them they want this cause nobody done this I be it up, they not be showing no love, I got that shit out the mud I sit in front of that jug, I didn't have much, I made it to court I'm on my mama's support, she didn't abort, I owe lady the world 'Til I did it for her, for her, she still my favorite
Birdman] Yeah, we move bricks in my neighborhood Double strap with the in my neighborhood We get the money, flip them in my neighborhood I staying tote stay down in my Bust guns and don't nigga, clear a round and get flipped nigga Hustle just for them Crips nigga, we do shit just for them flips nigga We all gravy in my We get them hundreds, keep it running through my
2: Ralo] Counting the bricks, counting the bricks, counting the I want your bitch, you want your bitch, she want the Pull up, pull up in that Wraith with the plugs, none of these gon' take it from us Fucking with us, nigga you would, I be these hoes in the club Fuck the OP, I know that I did it, all of my niggas gon' handle their I get it, I spend it, you that I'm winning, none of my niggas been broke in a minute All of these bitches embrace me, I think because of my bracelet You see that look on faces, you know them niggas was hating Tell 'em that I'm gonna win, I'm gonna do it again, none of my niggas been I just got out of the pen, now get off a pen Do you remember me dope? I used to live at that yellow Now a nigga doing better I ever going back to broke
[Hook: Yeah, we move them in my neighborhood Double with the macks in my neighborhood We get the money, them hundreds in my neighborhood I tote stay down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't trip nigga, a round and get flipped nigga just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga We all gravy in my We get them hundreds, keep it running my neighborhood
[Verse 3: De'Shon] Ever hear the song? Time money, got the Rollie and they still on me On the highway with no license and they on me I got a stick on it right now, that loud talking, better down 'Fore I catch a body right now, yeah I'm right now Officer outside claiming 'fore you try, better think about it Wrist roll, nigga bank about it, having paper rounds Most of these niggas be lying, most of these be lying Never committed a crime, pull out a fine, they crying, what's on the of your mind? I'm on that mob shit, we steal it, we rob shit, we it No swiping, no cop shit, in the trench, got in the closet in the skillets Crips and Bloods me love in my neighborhood Before you cross me, better be in my neighborhood
Birdman] Yeah, we move bricks in my neighborhood Double strap with the in my neighborhood We get the money, flip them in my neighborhood I staying tote down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get flipped just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga We all gravy in my We get them hundreds, keep it running through my