Lyrics

Fatal with the music Got my pistol but I use it I'm taking all the fame Just be careful don't abuse it Momma steady trippin I just blame it on the game So I just just tell my momma people gotta know my name Trying to stack them dollars gotta hustle everyday Don't matter the conditions in the sun or in the rain See I do it for the money and I do it for respect But the process never easy what the fuck would you expect Fucking with this gangsta catch a bullet in your neck Never chase a bitch but gotta keep on chasing checks Smoking on some loud swear to god it's heaven sent And when it come down to my profits I take 100 percent Posted in the hood and were active to the fullest Got my finger on the trigger and I'm not afraid to pull it I'm a rider on the streets, leaving enemies deceased I be dumping on them busters I'm a muthafucking beast Making dollars making cheese Bringing bitches to they're knees We some muthafucking killers Yeah some muthafucking geez Making moves and moving weight Leave your family betrayed Don't you walk into my yard I'll just meet you at the gate Bargains with the devil Trying to get up out the ghetto I'll just do it on my own With this throw away beretta Gotta keep on making cheddar Always do it for the better When I'm spitting on the mic I represent that sixth letter Banging on the block and we do this everyday Gotta let the enemigas know that we don't play We always smoking weed and we always slang yay But I gotta let em know that I'm fatal with the k Banging on the block and we do this everyday Gotta let the enemigas know that we don't play We always smoking weed and we always slang yay But I gotta let em know that I'm fatal with the k Now you muthafuckers know what I'm really all about Robbing all you busters for your muthafucking clout I deposit all my winnings into a checking account And I don't cash out until I got a large amount Spending money having fun Hoodaz got me on the run Kuz they seen me with a gun After this I'm surely done Kuz this shit ain't nothing new Leave your family feeling blue Collecting on your debt Gotta pay up all your dues Spending money on these shoes Kuz it is the thing to do I be chillin killin making a living Acting like a fool Walking down pacific Not going nowhere specific When I write up on the walls I be leaving hieroglyphics My past is horrific but my future look terrific Growing weed is easy there is nothing scientific I'm a playa with the bitches Gotta keep on hitting switches Trying to make a million dollars but I'm busy killing snitches Even yo momma know that charlie b a muthafucking mack Putting all you hoodrats on the muthafucking track I'm out here selling pussy and I'm out here selling crack Got these muthafucking addicts trading bitches for a sack
Writer(s): Tobias Gad, Kaci Deanne Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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