(Yeah 180)
Hustling, add my numbers, that's how I get my cash flow (Ching Ching)
She says I talk a lot of shit, so she call me an asshole
Some of these rappers really suck, they're not even the black hole
They know their gas is very low, so all they know is crash flow (Skrrrt)
They can't step up on my block, cuz they know it's too hot
They think they really bout that life for real, y'all not Tupac
I'm more real as my streams, which is something you're not
They be worrying bout my numbers, well how many do you got
He dropped a diss, it didn't hit
When I drop mines, it won't miss
Can't say a lot, they gon snitch
Like the videos, they counterfeit
Call me Gotti, I'm making bricks
I got a twin, who goes by Stiicks (Stiicks)
Don't wipe his nose, he's too sick
Can't put me out, I'm too lit
They ain't having motion, cuz they out here looking broke (Broke)
They really think they're "It," well they're some clowns, ain't no joke (Ahh Ha Ha)
My career finna pop and I ain't talking bout no coke
And the money coming in, you know the bag about to blow
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Come up)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
Imma hustle when the sun is down, til the sun up
If you're looking for some smoke, you can come and run up
(Run it up)
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Come up)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
Imma hustle when the sun is down, til the sun up
If you're looking for some smoke, you can come and run up
(Run it up)
Run it up (Yeah)
When them bullets fly, you better duck
He was talking shit on live, now he outta luck
Know my bros, do not run up
Shoot and leave, I don't give a f*ck
They be talkin bout all the shit I lost, but they ain't talk bout shit I won
If I'm with gang, then we ain't shooting no ones
If I catch a felony tomorrow, nigga, I'll still ride with my gun (Boom)
Niggas thinking that I'm done
I catch a body for 180
And hell nah, I'm not crazy
I pop me addy, now I'm feeling lazy
I told that bitch, if you wanna see me you gotta pay me
Nigga, is you crazy
I know niggas that wanna snake me
See all the fake love, and that shit like AD
I'm so real nigga, that's why niggas hate me
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Boom Boom)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
(Yeah 180)
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(Yeah 180)
Hustling, add my numbers, that's how I get my cash flow (Ching Ching)
She says I talk a lot of shit, so she call me an asshole
Some of these rappers really suck, they're not even the black hole
They know their gas is very low, so all they know is crash flow (Skrrrt)
They can't step up on my block, cuz they know it's too hot
They think they really bout that life for real, y'all not Tupac
I'm more real as my streams, which is something you're not
They be worrying bout my numbers, well how many do you got
He dropped a diss, it didn't hit
When I drop mines, it won't miss
Can't say a lot, they gon snitch
Like the videos, they counterfeit
Call me Gotti, I'm making bricks
I got a twin, who goes by Stiicks (Stiicks)
Don't wipe his nose, he's too sick
Can't put me out, I'm too lit
They ain't having motion, cuz they out here looking broke (Broke)
They really think they're "It," well they're some clowns, ain't no joke (Ahh Ha Ha)
My career finna pop and I ain't talking bout no coke
And the money coming in, you know the bag about to blow
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Come up)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
Imma hustle when the sun is down, til the sun up
If you're looking for some smoke, you can come and run up
(Run it up)
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Come up)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
Imma hustle when the sun is down, til the sun up
If you're looking for some smoke, you can come and run up
(Run it up)
Run it up (Yeah)
When them bullets fly, you better duck
He was talking shit on live, now he outta luck
Know my bros, do not run up
Shoot and leave, I don't give a f*ck
They be talkin bout all the shit I lost, but they ain't talk bout shit I won
If I'm with gang, then we ain't shooting no ones
If I catch a felony tomorrow, nigga, I'll still ride with my gun (Boom)
Niggas thinking that I'm done
I catch a body for 180
And hell nah, I'm not crazy
I pop me addy, now I'm feeling lazy
I told that bitch, if you wanna see me you gotta pay me
Nigga, is you crazy
I know niggas that wanna snake me
See all the fake love, and that shit like AD
I'm so real nigga, that's why niggas hate me
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Boom Boom)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
(Yeah 180)
Hustling, add my numbers, that's how I get my cash flow (Ching Ching)
She says I talk a lot of shit, so she call me an asshole
Some of these rappers really suck, they're not even the black hole
They know their gas is very low, so all they know is crash flow (Skrrrt)
They can't step up on my block, cuz they know it's too hot
They think they really bout that life for real, y'all not Tupac
I'm more real as my streams, which is something you're not
They be worrying bout my numbers, well how many do you got
He dropped a diss, it didn't hit
When I drop mines, it won't miss
Can't say a lot, they gon snitch
Like the videos, they counterfeit
Call me Gotti, I'm making bricks
I got a twin, who goes by Stiicks (Stiicks)
Don't wipe his nose, he's too sick
Can't put me out, I'm too lit
They ain't having motion, cuz they out here looking broke (Broke)
They really think they're "It," well they're some clowns, ain't no joke (Ahh Ha Ha)
My career finna pop and I ain't talking bout no coke
And the money coming in, you know the bag about to blow
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Come up)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
Imma hustle when the sun is down, til the sun up
If you're looking for some smoke, you can come and run up
(Run it up)
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Come up)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
Imma hustle when the sun is down, til the sun up
If you're looking for some smoke, you can come and run up
(Run it up)
Run it up (Yeah)
When them bullets fly, you better duck
He was talking shit on live, now he outta luck
Know my bros, do not run up
Shoot and leave, I don't give a f*ck
They be talkin bout all the shit I lost, but they ain't talk bout shit I won
If I'm with gang, then we ain't shooting no ones
If I catch a felony tomorrow, nigga, I'll still ride with my gun (Boom)
Niggas thinking that I'm done
I catch a body for 180
And hell nah, I'm not crazy
I pop me addy, now I'm feeling lazy
I told that bitch, if you wanna see me you gotta pay me
Nigga, is you crazy
I know niggas that wanna snake me
See all the fake love, and that shit like AD
I'm so real nigga, that's why niggas hate me
I've been grinding all my life, waiting for the come up (Boom Boom)
They ain't got no cash flow, they needa get their funds up
(Yeah 180)
Writer: Jamir B
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