Lyrics

Yeah, now one time for this fast money And all these outer state promoters spending cash on me And fly cripping, what's the country I'm the flag Nigga still talking bad, but they got they whole swag from me And I wish a nigga would try and pass on me ... homie I'm getting racks, I ain't trying to make a rap homie I fuck with who I fuck with and that's that homie Yeah, hundred thousand on my chain and piece Bitches love to see you shine and I aim to please This world turnt a nigga violent but I came in peace And keep it real until I kill this game, I just say complete She ain't gonna make it to the sweet if she ain't a freak Get cracking in the back seat so she ain't for me She try to hit me with that wait and see Told her ... get a blunt and I got in the breeze That type of chick that make me laugh Brody And I ain't me a bitch yet that can swag on me Mascara tracks, but she asked for Now I just hope she has some cab money Now when I'm out here my grind, that's for sure Mind on my money, 7 days, 24 Don't fuck with dumb niggas, I don't fuck with dumb hoes It ain't nothing to be done out here, that I ain't done before Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough Get everythang you want then go back and get some more Can you relay, just let me know, I got it We ain't afraid of heights, we on the top floor, here I go Look, now 2 times for these pink slips And all these bossy ass deals that we inked in It ain't no playing with me, I got a 80 20 That mean my shit sell any day they gonna pay me plenty It's strictly bizness in this game still they faking friendly Don't let them take advantage of you in and make them envy God is so ... nigga never make a millie With Nipsey though a middle man will never make a penny Yah, I'm going hard like I'm sposed to And I ain't hanging out with money, that's what hoes do We popping ... at the condo with the cold... You from hanging out the window popping pistols at the old school And I ain't ... here nigga, kill your own fools Sacrifice your own years pay your own dues Sell your own pounds, buy your own pro tools Do it like I did it, drop your nuts and make your own rules Now when I'm out here my grind, that's for sure Mind on my money, 7 days, 24 Don't fuck with dumb niggas, I don't fuck with dumb hoes It ain't nothing to be done out here, that I ain't done before Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough Get everythang you want then go back and get some more Can you relay, just let me know, I got it If you ain't afraid of heights, meet me on the top floor, here I go See I've been on my grind, way too many years To let these fake rapping niggas act like they my peers I see them rolling dice, grab pot and disappear Stay fresh... make a diamond and it's clear I'm nothing like them niggas tell lies in your ears See me I really share blood sweat and tears That's why everything you see match everything you hear And nothing lasts forever, so join me while I'm here, clear Here I go, what Say I go Now when I'm out here my grind, that's for sure Mind on my money, 7 days, 24 Don't fuck with dumb niggas, I don't fuck with dumb hoes It ain't nothing to be done out here, that I ain't done before Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough Get everythang you want then go back and get some more Can you relay, just let me know, I got it If you ain't afraid of heights, meet me on the top floor, here I go
Writer(s): Nipsey Hussle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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