積分

演出藝人
Enzo Mcfly
Enzo Mcfly
演出者
詞曲
Gregory Foster
Gregory Foster
作詞
JS
JS
作曲

歌詞

Few thousand on shoes, few thousand on clothes
Few thousand on drink, few thousand on hoes
Fuck these **** think Zo back in that mode
G-wagon like a tank, hit the gas, lose control
Keep talkin' your shit, new tape, no commode
Keep money on securus, fuck 12, free the bros
Three-fifty on jewelry, safe to say heart froze
But way before the diamond links, Been had a heart of gold
Real trapper, I'ma sell everything, but never sell my soul (never)
Big cap, he gon' tell everything that his life don't show (cap)
If shawty don't do what I say, then I just might go ghost (go)
2017, tryna find a way, I ain't want a life no more (real)
I done did everything, but one thing, I just never wife no ho (no)
Time to transition to the business (bidness)
Like ten thousand, get 'em missin'
I know she’ll probably say I'm trippin'
But I think I'm better off with Britney (I'm better)
Got twenty pounds in the kitchen (kitchen)
And a penthouse at the Kipton
Know the streets don't love a soul (soul)
When the money involved
Pour a four of wock in a big blue, then I watch it dissolve
In my closet, it's a whole lot of garments you can't get at the mall
To be honest, really, I'm just gettin' started, I'm just scratchin' the surface
Few thousand on shoes, few thousand on clothes
Few thousand on drink, few thousand on hoes
Fuck these **** think Zo back in that mode
G-wagon like a tank, hit the gas, lose control
Keep talkin' your shit, new tape, no commode
Keep money on securus, fuck 12, free the bros
Three-fifty on jewelry, safe to say heart froze
But way before the diamond links, Been had a heart of gold
Didn't I tell you in that song that I'm goin' strong? Yeah, bitch, I am him
I ain't gon' trip if you handle it wrong, 'cause I'm just gon' tell 'em to spin
Shirt off my back and I'll throw you some racks, but that's why I call you my friend
Shawty had left when she had went south, but I took my lick to the chin
I wish that we could've lasted forever, but everything come to an end
I don't know why they had made it that way, but shit, that's what it is
I can hear Quan tellin' me back in 08, “you better win"
I coulda went to the jeweler and bought a new charm
But nah, I bought a crib
Land in Miami and I’m headed straight to the palms
I'll probably meet Geechi a liv
I know if I just keep makin' these songs
Somebody gon' bring me a bag with them M's
Eatin' too much of that steak and that lobster
I think it's time to get back in the gym
I told lil' mama she fuck with a shiner
We goin' up even when it get dim
Few thousand on shoes, few thousand on clothes
Few thousand on drink, few thousand on hoes
Fuck these **** think Zo back in that mode
G-wagon like a tank, hit the gas, lose control
Keep talkin' your shit, new tape, no commode
Keep money on securus, fuck 12, free the bros
Three-fifty on jewelry, safe to say heart froze
But way before the diamond links, Been had a heart of gold
Written by: Gregory Foster, JS
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