Sha - Not At All lyrics
[Chorus] They say that crime doesn't pay Well it's gonna pay today with these bars Taking sh** day by day Wallet in my hand cause I know that it cost to be the boss And I don't trust these n***as No no not not at all I don't trust these hoes No no not not at all [Verse 1] (K Ben Rose) Ain't talking money that sh** slow bro That's a no no Gotta go go On the strip like go go dancers ducking popo These n***as thirsty These hoes thirstier Hit the concession stand and grab a soda or something Rep the rock rep the rock like im hova or something Where n***as put you on the wall like a poster or something Might even rob you for your food don't be grocery stunting damn Bird in the hand is worth two in a bush It ain't enough to bread win I'm not gone even look For real man I need to ball I worked too hard for coach So yeah man yeah mam I need a couple loafs Two r's black fam like the huxtables And if you f** with that Then I f** with you I'm the f**ing truth Mr Lincoln Got five dollars with a dream to be king man Scratch that I got a dollar and a dream I forgot taxes To pay these boys in blue to f**ing hara** us To pay these fire fighters to put our sh** out Hot gear they gone try to put out my outfit So they moving traffic just to get to me They never met blue flames so that's history I'm gonna I'm gonna make history I'm In the studio depicting see [Chorus] [Verse 2] (Beno) I'm in the midst of clouds it's like I feel the rain storms and I feel the pain Started off in January Waited till December came Hustling tryna eat Waited but no dinner came Even said my prayers And all I saw was a plate of shame Distress flow through my bones Fill it in my vains Hoping for a million instead of stealing Feeling kinda lame Hoping for them wheel as I see them flying in the lane How you maintain and stay sane with pockets full of change Profits gotta change But I feel as though that's up to god Rich is like a kimo through a needle you that's kinda odd Tryna get in heaven with dollas homie that's kinda hard If I had the power word to momma I would bogart Father forgive me for my sins im just tryna make it You see my heart behind my thoughts so im far from faking But im far from caking So god I need your help Tired of kicking down these n***as doors and seeing for myself Two guns f** em a** dog I need the wealth So I can see my fam fly like Jamie in stealth So greatly I felt If they hate me they melt Come against me im whipping a** no belts On my waist As I pace Y'all replace What I disgrace Reach for dollars as I chase Leave the path erased Cover my base So you never see the sh** I face Want it so bad I see dollars imprinted in my face [Chorus] [Verse 3](Sha) True to my religion Cooking grams in the kitchen Baby mama straight wiling But I stay on my mission Man n***as want problems Air them out slow leaking Put the barrel to their chin Blow their brains out to the ceiling Ask your boy from the town Ask the kid I get around I get wavy Get high Cross my heart Hope to die Stick a needle in my eye Hate walking wanna drive Quarter pounder with the fries Apple pie my favorite side Wanna test me come and try Armageddon where you die All my n***as wonder why All these b**hes call me sha Maybe I'm a nice guy On this dick she wanna ride On the Bed and the Stuy In the hood my n***as live I'm in the hood I'm in the trap I could hustle I could rap Give me sour Bring a stack You know Ima bring it back Ima loyal a** n***a To my peoples Rest to stack To my people rest to stack [Chorus]