Lyrics

Unsuccessful people talk the most shit That's just what they do No squares in my cirle cause they don't fit We don't fuck with you So that's why makin' money makes the most sense Get your avenue So all I do is work and get high So excuse for my Bloody red eyes Bloody red, eyes Bloody red eyes Bloody red, eyes Niggas always talkin' cause it's so cheap (don't cost a dime) This is how I look when ya' don't sleep Stranger-Str-Str-Strangers always actin' like they know me Fr-Fr-Fresh up offa work 'bout to roll tree I roll a whole tree This shit is so deep I got the whole world Wishing for the old me And I don't say shit Even if they owe me All I remember is what my momma told me My momma told me (What'd she tell you?) Unsuccessful people talk the most shit That's just what they do No squares in my cirle cause they don't fit We don't fuck with you So that's why makin' money makes the most sense Get your avenue So all I do is work and get high So excuse for my Bloody red eyes Bloody red, eyes Bloody red eyes Bloody red, eyes I roll a whole tree This shit is so deep I got the whole world Wishing for the old me And I don't say shit Even if they owe me All I remember is what my momma told me My momma told me Snakes They always smilin' near your faces Fake friends Yeah they just fake it til they make it Until they make it, that's when they act the fakest Shit go from "You like family" to "Fuck naw we ain't related" So fuck naw we ain't related There's no affiliation Money always take a good thing and complicate it How you, stop yourself from a mistake before you make it If you never seen the problem can't solve for the equation So niggas out here underestimatin' Even a "Fuck you" takes up to much time and energy to say it And if time is money I roll mine in the AM Don't wake me in the AM unless you talkin' 8 "M"'s Who really down? Who really gonna hold you down? Dem niggas ain't really yo dog They be fuckin' yo bitch when you outta town You was blind til' now Every hand that close to the king to protect They be close cause they want that crown But soon as it shine wear off, they're nowhere to be found Unsuccessful people talk the most shit That's just what they do No squares in my cirle cause they don't fit We don't fuck with you So that's why makin' money makes the most sense Get your avenue So all I do is work and get high So excuse for my Bloody red eyes Bloody red, eyes Bloody red eyes Bloody red, eyes
Writer(s): Bobby Ray Simmons Jr., Jhuan Downer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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