Why (feat. Kolyon & ApgTech)

Yea Hustle music, yea Free my nigga Jgreen, My nigga Cool Free my daddy too Ohh whyy Ever seen a street nigga crying in designer Man I swear to God since Risha left, A nigga life been kind of harder Like who the Fuck I'm pose to blame Who gone take away a nigga pain When I'm feeling lost, Who gone make me feel sane Bitch wasted my time so I brought a plane jane Yea All my niggas G's so we wear Gucci If she a Loyal bitch she deserve Pucci Nigga play with me I'm ready to lose it Last nigga played ran down on Foolie Last nigga played no evidence Sipping codine like it ain't medicine They be showing love but it ain't genuine Fuck my ex hoe she ain't relevent Oh, Why I can't get money off of my mind Yea R.I.P shirts, All the opps keep dying Yea Fuck a handout, Nigga rather just Grind Yea I rather grind Yea Making all this money in and out of town I just wanna make my ol'girl proud I just made 30 off of doing features All my niggas ball yours on the Bleachers Oh, Why I can't get money off of my mind Yea R.I.P shirts, All the opps keep dying Riding round listening to that boosie It's like the real niggas dying over coochie Summertime in my city it get ruthless Choppa go to spitting in this bitch like it's toothless Nigga upped the murder rate Niggas couldn't kill me so they soldier hated Moved my family out the hood thats when I knew I made it I just busted down my watch it got me motivated 30 hanging out the glock cause I know they hating For me to fall off boy I know they waiting These are Christian Dior these not walter paytons Belair bottles and they blue They need to free my nigga pooh And all the shit that I done been through These niggas lying in these rhymes Hit the booth and talk about the shit they didn't do All my niggas spin too Red dot on yo head like you pussy ass niggas practice Hindu Ever seen a street nigga crying in designer Man I swear to god since Risha left, A nigga life been kind of harder Like who the Fuck I'm pose to blame Who gone take away a nigga's pain When I'm feeling lost, Who gone make me feel sane Bitch wasted my time so I brought a plane jane Yea Yea I brought a plain jane Have you ever seen a demon cry Grinding time after time but ain't nothing right Get on my knees and pray to god I don't take a life Show my mom a better feeling cause she ain't have a life Tryna bust down my denim so when I step ima drip Nigga play crazy then you know his ass getting flipped 30 thousand my bezel get my momma a Benz I got two freaky bitches tryna fuck on da kid Pray I make it out I dont wanna have to see another drought My momma tired of the lights keep cutting out I got ties in the back calling routes He threw it deep Odell gotta touch it down Gotta grind gotta keep goin I don't stop cause I'm steady pouring All this act in my lungs got me feeling lazy Showed love to them niggas even tho dey hated Oh, Why I can't get money off of my mind Yea R.I.P shirts, All the opps keep dying Yea Fuck a handout, Nigga rather just Grind Yea I rather grind Yea All my niggas G's so we wear Gucci If she a Loyal bitch she deserve Pucci Nigga play with me I'm ready to lose it Last nigga played ran down on Foolie Last nigga played no evidence Sipping codine like it ain't medicine They be showing love but it aint genuine Fuck my ex hoe she ain't relevant