Walk

Yeah 1Mind I'm up eight in the mornin' right now, man I just put this shit up too They waitin' on me, I know Yeah, yeah They was tryna get me They was tryna get me out Like y'all don't know what I'm about Y'all do it for the clout The streets like, "Where you at?" I told niggas I'm en-route I was working at the house, in the stu' Sleepin' on the couch, tryna figure out What my next move is Come move with the movement I see through you old transparent niggas Who you guys think you foolin'? We bhillen' bhillen' Pinky ring drippin' drippin' My necklace is droolin' Tre-pound got a buck Park a nigga like amusement No clowns over here No haha, no amusement Nah, nah, we ain't losin' Y'all got us confused with them other niggas over there Who dem? Who dem? And I'm hoppin' out the Benz Givenchy by the lens I ain't come here for friends I came here to make money, save money, then I spend "M.A., where you been?" Don't you do that shit again You think I give a fuck what a hater got to say about me? That's exactly what they hate about me They around me when the sun rise, when the sun shining But where the fuck y'all was at when it was cloudy? Fake niggas, please, get the hell from around me I don't even know why these niggas is around me That was the same niggas that doubt me Louis pack got me buggin' out Louis scarf, gotta thug it out New chain, had to flood it out My money never runnin' out Cut the check bih' Tell them hatin' niggas cut it out Where the light at? The blunt is out Pour me up when my cup is out Didn't mean to fuck her She had a cramp, so I rubbed it out Kick bitches out, wave bye with my rubber out Your opinion doesn't matter That's one thing I don't give a fuck about Dick riding, ass kissing That's somethin' I know nothing 'bout Everybody in the same lane So I went and took the other route Baggin' weed at my mother house If she knew she would cuss me out Same black tee, same sweatpants Oh well, had to bum it out Young M.A this, Young M.A that Damn nigga, what the fuss about? "Nah, niggas just tryna figure out, when the next joint coming out Oh, nowadays niggas want favors But if you talk about money Well homie then we can work somethin' out Louis scarf for my right side Yeah, nigga that's the right side Give my blood niggas high-fives, hi five Her eyes chink and her pussy pink like high eyes Bad chick, but that don't mean I won't bring her ass right to Popeyes Two piece and a thigh for you I ain't paying if the price high Get money, act broke, that's the motto I apply by Never boujee, we on vacay, pourin' Henny in the Mai Tai's Never change, I'm still the same Drinkin' Minute Maid with the hot fries In the club, in V.I.P with y'all bitches and my guys We get money, we don't want beef Take that beef shit to Five Guys Start shit, got five guys with five 9's, hit you five times Extendos on the chopper, niggas thought we was carryin' a tripod Niggas like, "Where the hoes at?" My bad, is where the thots hide Them lame niggas there It's more poppin' here on my side Fake niggas move left, real niggas move clockwise Blew a check at the jeweler 'Cause I won't wear it nigga if it's not fuckin' mine