Lyrics

Hard times it'll show what you really made of You can't talk about the money if you ain't save none My downfall I know that's what these niggas prayed on Mob ties, sweep you off your feet I'm the made son You kept it real from the start then you my day one Told bro to spark the cones cuz I really hate blunts Code word, steak sauce when they want the A-1 I buy em by the bundle I dont fuck with the lace fronts And yea we doing good that's cuz we had a great run I seen what's it's like when it get tight and it ain't fun Gotta man up like you Eli and Peyton You taking care of yo seed anybody can make one They knew I was the one first day that I came out I'm sick of hearing these niggas Talk and rap about what they ain't bout Menace to society when I break the Caine out She swallow kids and down-talk me with the same mouth Used to slap weed and throw parties the same house I - 96 to Lansing on the the same route Me and Church used to hit the road when we ran out He talking like he ain't my brother you ain't the fam now? All through the years blood sweat and tears How you calling me a opp when I got love for yo kids If you don't want to talk then it is what it is You went to Facebook before you came to us that wasn't real But back to moving work I got that off my chest Spot full of green and white trap look like the jets Got a plug out in Oakland said he need an address FaceTime talking numbers cuz I don't want to text I ain't where I want to be but I'm doing my best Long as the kids straight I can handle the rest But I'm barely getting sleep so i can't handle the rest If i don't bring the money home it's gon feel like neglect A lotta snow, cold heart turn the heat on for me Made 23, on some bullshit I don't see no Jordan's We everywhere they never there we don't see those boys They all crab in a bucket like a seafood boil If a nigga really love you he'll answer the phone A million dollars worth of game I'm just passing it on Some niggas really pussy I wont put them cats in a song To sign me I need a deal just like Patrick Mahomes yea
Writer(s): Dominique Maybanks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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