Lyrics

I swear to god a nigga want it, I can feel it in my stomach Whole time I been hungry, a lotta nites feeling lonely I get what's mines I know it's coming, all this time, been up to something Now it's time to get it pumping, hit tha streets an get it jumpin I was rollin on a mission, mind my business, bout a digit I was stacking every dime, Back when I was just a lil jit I am tha shit, made myself a business an now Yo boy legit On a get rich, niggas scemming out here just so they can get fit I my mind business out here bets believe-I ain't nun to fuck wit Get a bitch bend her ova, an then I tell lil mama buss it Half my nigga rugged, I be wit different folks when I'm in public Another subject yea, I hear'em talkin but they ain't talking money I been patient waiting, working cuz A nigga kno it's coming Niggas steady hatin, wondering how a nigga like me make it I been grinding puttin in work, KEEPIN IT REAL Nah I ain't fake it Without a deal I wanna mill, I ain't done til my plate filled A lotta soldiers in tha field, gon play tuff an you get killed A lotta games that I don't play, I roll backwood then I'm str8 Gon roll wit me, I roll by myself don't care who don't fuck wit me Whole city, got a nigga back, that's just tha key in me Whole life, I took lots a L's, now look how I keep winnin Roll my backwood full of spinach, while my bitch tell me come hit it I been grinding out in Cali 7 years an still ain't quittin Killing every beat I'm on, rip to competition I tried to told'em, they ain't listen, kill'em dead don't leave a witness I been countin on my fingers, I'm like damn I just been gettin it I don't say it unless I mean it, don't give a fuck I'm willie beaman Standing ten down, ain't to many real ones on tha ground
Writer(s): Keithan Reynolds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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