I get money, I'ma keep that money Stay the fuck from 'round them niggas that don't keep that one hundred Ain't no sleep 'til we get even, even we beefing over nothing Some shit it be deeper than the money Don't believe in nothing, don't know the reason why I done it My keep it coming and it's cheaper by the hundred I'm out on three bonds, I know I'm being dummy So I lock myself in the lab and every beat I got I
Take me out the ghetto, pedal let you in but you can see this pain all in my temper Don't believe in me, I don't in sleep, I'm in a rental Tryna get back off a pack I got from Chile in I remember nights I don't nights so Lord forgive me When I lost a lot of shit I got it back with the quickness baby, fourteen grams of cocaine in my Dickies And I want that thirty-eight that like six times when I hit it my homie to some gambling and I want everything This bitch can't really be your ho, this bitch on everything And I keep lanes, sipping drank, hollerin' fuck a case I better not leave a trace, I'm you, you said you seen my face
Yeah, that's why she ain't seen my face, I guess I some space Gotta make my team is straight, yeah we gon' be okay Tryna get Trap up out the because these streets ain't safe He keep leaving up out the lab having to meet his plays I feel him, I'm in here with a three-oh-eight And to this day it's COD or DOA Roll up with them hitters, yeah, but we switch the plates You rock that Rollie like Ric Flair, 'cause he Triple H Used to be throwed off them bars, still them Done seen the for fuckin' with 'caine This rap shit faker than wrestling but fuck it, it's I'm thuggin', I'll change, I'm just stuck in the game get out (Lito) Get out