Stevie McFly - MYD lyrics

Christians on my feet like Godzilla after ma** over You Egyptian firstborns, this is Pa**over Ain't nothin' in the world I wouldn't choose this cash over Your girl walk up in my crib and bend that a** over f** you a** posers, trying to act soldier You n***as' triggers ain't seen action since the last owner I spent less time in the hood, but my a** colder My fists will make a better view of the gra** for you But enough of that, n***a, I'm just trying to chill Meet some women, drink a brew, while I stack bills Snapbacks and tattoos, Snapchats of flashed nudes Bash fash and smash a**, sell that hash cause cash rules I'm tryna make my dollars And make these girlies holla Going faster than Impalas, gotta swallow all my pride And then I'll throw up some dollars Harder triller k**er, Stevie got the tight rhymes And I'm an actor; won't stop til I'm on primetime So n***a, this is grind time Fine dimes and white lines can hold me til my light's lime Ain't got time for no bobo bozos Save all my cash for those dope clothes in SoHo f** ma** appeal I'm in my own league; call me Tyson, Mike or Neil Sniffing c**aine cause a n***a too paid Self-indulgence getting mindless, I've been drunk for two days Or maybe it was three days, or hold up, make it four days Don't matter, I'm more paid, ignore what you bores say Don't smoke but afford haze, got c**a from Jorge This tape here is foreplay, BQE's that cold flame And when it drops, I will be more paid and more paid Walk up in your label, pay cash for the whole thing