Purp Dogg - Mission Impossible lyrics

Money coming in slow but I ain't worried bout it As long as my momma is good, I'm gon' continue smiling I'd rather stack up my cash, than be out foreign styling f** saving for a Bugatti, i'm trying to get an island Old hoes be trying to chill with me but I ain't stressing bout it Rather chill alone, smoking, bumping some old Gotti 2008, serving (?) me and that big 40 My paranoia a bad one, i'm f**ing with nobody Be hard to sleep at night, I swear I'm so sick of the silence But got so used to the gunshots and junkies and sirens n***as be acting like b**hes, and these b**hes is childish But you know me, imma be me and not even worry bout it Had many thoughts of giving up on myself like a fool (?) turn me into a man, it got something to prove I'm a savage in these streets when it comes to my food Most n***as living somebody else story, tryna look cool I bet not one of you internet thugs would survive where I growed up You can't be 20 n***as strapped, ten toes down with a foam cup Only real n***as around, ain't no hoes on my roster Talking (?) up on my block, guarantee you get chopped up n***a, you don't know the feeling of keeping a Glock tucked I had beef on every other street but wasn't running from nada! Got a barrel on my side, hit you in the corner of Gwualla So every day that i'm awake, find a way to make dollars My n***a Rico with the sh**s, swear he will molliwop ya! Still screaming f** these p**y a** crooked cops bruh! Miss lunchin' hard with my partners, (?) he got locked up Trying to stop being cold hearted, I just hope that it's possible