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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Carl Spradley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
WayneUSA
Producer
Texty
Fill the blunt up with some gas
Put some money in the stash
We don't do it for the cash
But not a dollar getting past
Smile in ya face but that's a mask
Keep yo head straight on the task
**** broke they need a cast
**** acting they just cast
How the fuck they doubting me and I ain't ever even lost yet
How they call me cocky I got the chance to floss yet
Know Im not a worker make sure that I get a boss check
Pussy was like ecstasy ain't even get the mouth yet
Fucked her 80 times and she ain't even seen my house yet
I don't know her last name i know where her couch at
Yeah we took some losses but we bosses we just bounced
Broadcast mistakes but my success they don't announce that
On these pills I need to chill
I ain't really tryna feel
I got **** that'll kill
Aint playing I'm forreal
**** thinking that I'm broke
Money put up for a war
**** really tryna sneak in
Fuck that we opening doors
Every year my bitches badder
Every year my haters madder
Never do my haters matter
I'm way up just like a ladder
Chain so pissy it's the bladder
I make bangers fuck a slapper
I still got smoke with a pastor
God just gave me all the answers
Say he gone see a billion fore he leave this earth
Say this music shit is shady it's a gift and curse
Say just give him one more second he gone be in first
Say you **** is some pussies should go purse
I got tired of liquor I'm back pouring lines of lean up
We on different levels that's why ain't nobody seeing us
**** even stole my styles now them **** being us
Wonder what they see in us
Tell em just believe in us
We got all these trees in us
Bad bitches start teasing us
Tryna get a read of us
But it's just a league of us
They thought about leaving us
True I put the T in trust
Talking like it's me and you
Lately I been seeing blue
Lately I been seeing true
Colors cause it's chipping through
It ain't nothing I can do
**** hate until they through
But I forever stick like glue
I'm the Kang I feel like Lou
Say he gone see a billion fore he leave this earth
Say this music shit is shady it's a gift and curse
Say just give him one more second he gone be in first
Say you **** is some pussies should go purse
I got tired of liquor I'm back pouring lines of lean up
We on different levels that's why ain't nobody seeing us
**** even stole my styles now them **** being us
Written by: Rodney Carl Spradley
