ft. Maino & Llyod Bank
Feds wanna get me on another note
My town k** for me like I'm dead as coke
On the boat, waiting on a tone of dope
Once that thing hit the water, it'll be on the road
Escobar, Lotty A with me
Flying in soccer teams to play with me
I got a team, they don't play with me
Bring that money back like it came with me
Waking up in the Veyron
That's a Bugatti or did I say it wrong?
Raise the payments while Gotti hated paw
If you getting money you got it, you shouldn't be late at all
Single prick, card of a saint burned
You know guard, make the saints earn
Hard out the pot, paper plates burn
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Had to fell hard so I later learned
Oversees accounts, taking out is over
Build the runways just to fly over
I wrote more with my mind sober
If it's raw, it's the sound focus
The downtown where n***as be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, n***a, what's up?
If you gonna get it, what's up?
What's up?
The downtown where n***as be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, n***a, what's up?
If you gonna get it, what's up?
What's up?
Money my mission, fresh out the tenements
On the same corners that stole my innocence
I lost all faith, where my religion went?
Young black nails running from Zimmerman
Cocaine whipping as though I made it
Crush Bentleys time again, these n***as hating
In the hood homies gonna tell you that I'm the greatest
Platinum soul, n***a, but still I'm underrated
My tricking getting heavy, my habits is getting crazy
Brown skin stripper with a** '
Holding up these champagne bottles like it's the 80's
I'm falling down deep in this life, somebody save me
Living like I was running from time
With my young boys that's calling each other slime
Stunting on these n***as, but none of them is our kind
No shirts, screaming, our mafia, we gonna shine
The downtown where n***as be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, n***a, what's up?
If you gonna get it, what's up?
What's up?
We give a f** what's your area
You pa** and pardon any
Anybody get it as long as the numbers start in plenty
You ain't gonna eat, sleep, follow me while I tuck in corners
Nobody gives his hardest battles to his toughest soldiers
The way of the world weighing over my custom shoulders
Summer time, it's more ice cream '
Them n***as threw a hex on me, I give that kiss and go
'with the perfect cut, 30's up in my pitcher pose
We're hitting exotic candy, can't get a glimpse of those
Pa**ing through ' only family get to get the cold
Only the ones do it right, once is enough
Pockets full of zeros, then the homies I can trust
' a memory of the clique, I hope it was awful for my enemies
I ain't gonna play for sh**, 'automatic, attract, k**
' my last deal
The downtown where n***as be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, n***a, what's up?
If you gonna get it, what's up?
What's up?
The downtown where n***as be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, n***a, what's up?
If you gonna get it, what's up?
What's up?