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Sleep walkin' Part two Ayy Zombie on the track Uh, straight off the rip, get to the bag The plan is to triple my cash and shit on my past, ayy Had to put a lock on my heart 'cause the love don't last Really rich but I'm humble but I won't brag Mmm, but I just blew 40k on a piece, VV's, freeze' Sick shit, every time I wear it, I'm sneezin', sheesh 2020, gotta level up increasin', beast Gotta talk to these little dumb niggas, preach, preach New money but I'm gettin' back to my old ways Still hood, nigga, still gotta get the chicken wings with the lo mein Still good when I pull up clap, clap, red lyfe, it's a bro thing Probably with three niggas But when it's war time, it's the whole gang Take your bitch then I fuck her She ain't comin' back homie, it's a sure thing, poor thing I don't cuff a broke bitch and I don't cuff a no-name, no Two tone cuban links white and rosé Broke niggas ain't never been in no banks Ya'll really hoe made Bank account on barcode Got a long nose Send a opp to the crossroads Life taught me keep a eye open and my heart closed Starin' at the bottom of the hennessy bottle man it's a dark hole Seein' my brother name on that tombstone turn my heart to a charcoal Life is a bitch (Uh), little triflin' bitch (Little triflin' bitch, ayy) Most of these models be broke stop hypin' that bitch IG got you out here feelin' yourself You got likes but you ain't got no wealth go get help bitch Independent winning, when I get a check I ain't never gotta split it (Never gotta split it) Makin' women fall in love with me I ain't even gotta hit it (I aint even gotta hit it) Most of you rappers be cappers, they fake I can feel it in my spirit (I can feel it) Ex still hittin' my line, decline I don't even wanna hear it (Click) Chain so loud, I'm deaf now Wrist on wet towel, they upset now Yeah, uh Life is such a let down So I'm pourin' up whenever I'm stressed out Drinkin' most of the bottle for my dead niggas Gotta pour the rest out You know I ain't no trickin' nigga I treat a hoe like a step child Amiri jeans with the reptiles with the Diors it's a flex now Fell in love with the money Got my first mil' now I'm obsessed now 'Bout to do a couple movies out in Hollywood Catch me on the West now Old friends turn new enemies, hatin', wanna send threats now Put a price on a nigga head, he correct now, I collect now LLC real estate, I get a check and invest now Buying properties, Black monopoly, no checkers, this chess now Zombie on the track
Writer(s): William Coleman, Katorah Marrero Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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