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Yeah I just put the lex both ways I had to do it for a gold chain Now I'm always looking both ways But fuck tuckin' in my gold chain Don't judge me on what I had to do (Yeah) I be whippin' down the avenue (Yeah) Like that we're bulletproof (Yeah) I'm just tryna make some revenue (Yeah) Had to get it from the mob before I started ballin' You ain't seen the struggle how I really saw it Know I'm from the hood while we do your mags grimey Four! Five! Just in case a hoe try me Stack the bands up Yeah I'm hood rich I could never trust no... Hood bitch Ride or die for me I keep those mags by me I always sat with the trigger right beside me Whippin down the street bumpin Pimp C (Na) Momma always trippin', but she believed (Na) Still up on the block, but I'm counting James (Na) Shooters from the hood really holdin' me down I just put the lex both ways I had to do it for a gold chain Now I'm always looking both ways But fuck tuckin' in my gold chain Don't judge me on what I had to do (Yeah) I be whippin' down the avenue (Yeah) Like that we're bulletproof (Yeah) I'm just tryna make some revenue (Yeah) Aye, nigga they been actin' funny since the money came I promise I'm not the one that the money changed (Money Gang) Plottin on a bus down, for an another chain I had to get it out the mud there ain't no other way We was cuttin' class & cuttin' yay! Them the hustler days My corner boys ambition to touch 100k Quarter milli tucked away I jus' pinned my daughter straight Know that's daddy little girl She was born on Father's day Hopefully all this money I'm making give my Ma a break Sucker said he finna slide but no one down they prolly ain't If that ain't what you ordered it's nothin' You'll be accommodated You could be the victim and snitchin' Still I just tolerate it (Had a good time bro) I just put the lex both ways I had to do it for a gold chain Now I'm always looking both ways But fuck tuckin' in my gold chain Don't judge me on what I had to do (Yeah) I be whippin' down the avenue (Yeah) Like that we're bulletproof (Yeah) I'm just tryna make some revenue (Yeah) Ayy, I'm working 9 to 5 fuckin' 9 to 5 I'm just tryna hit the gas in my 95' My momma steady on my ass about gettin' high Cause she know when I smoke I'ma step outside She told me, baby boy you lucky that you still here I said, momma I'm just lucky that you still near Driving in my neighborhood try'na steer clear But I heard my past plottin' try'na lead me here But I ain't trippin' cause I'm winnin' on a big scale And all my worries go away when I inhale The only time to be worried is when you in jail But for now I'm just focused on my retail I just put the lex both ways I had to do it for a gold chain Now I'm always looking both ways But fuck tuckin' in my gold chain Don't judge me on what I had to do (Yeah) I be whippin' down the avenue (Yeah) Like that we're bulletproof (Yeah) I'm just tryna make some revenue (Yeah)
Writer(s): Christopher Bridges, Writers Unknown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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