Ntm

Fucked on yo bitch it was nothing to me

All cash off the lot it was nothing to me

5 or more chains on it’s nothing to me

Said he want smoke well it’s nothing to me

too much to count & its stuffed in my jeans

Drive thru WEST swear it something to see

feed her the dick gave her something to eat

made for this life like it’s custom for me

I don’t chase money it’s coming to me

Habits expensive ain’t none of this cheap

She smart as they come but go dumb on dee

filmed the whole thing shorty trusted a G

Dream is sold separate don’t hustle don’t eat

City of Sin ain’t no fuckin for free

this is my year got so much

this is my year got so much up my sleeve

riding dirty I’m keeping up dust in the V

Seating on heat plus it’s under the seat

I am who I am she gon love me or leave

Rappers out here look like lunch to a beast

Ice go insane when the sun hit the piece

Stack up and lay in the sun live in peace

Fuck on your bitch it was nothing to me

All cash off the lot it was nothing to me

5 or more chains on it’s nothing to me

Said he want smoke well it’s nothing to me

Too much to count & its stuffed in my jeans

Drive through the West swear it something to see

feed her the dick gave her something to eat

Made for this life like it’s custom for me

Cold as they come but a hunnit degrees

I let **** talk while the hunnits increase

loose wit ya lips til you run into me

Think the shit sweet til they slumped in the street

Inspire the city I run it indeed

**** fell off mean more money for me

Tree & this dark got me blunted & keyed

Know this shit dope like I’m hustling keys

the rollie is plane but I flooded the piece

Heard the top lonely I’m coming to see

Mirror my style but ain’t none of em’ me

They not on they knees but they suck up to me

Real OG yo big homie’s a sucka to me

Die before I put my trust in a ting

Vegas my city a hustler’s dream

If you smart you would Roll wit the winners

On my soul this the coldest of winters

LV shit dis the home of the sinners

I won’t stop less I pose for ya picture

It ain’t on me this shit is all in me

Say it’s love but I know it’s all envy

Chosen few man I know who all wit me (who all wit me)