I know this girl yea she really love the gold on me
But you babygirl why you telling them you own me
When you really really know you can't hold me down
It's 42 up this bitch you don't own me
I know this girl yea she really love the gold on me
But you babygirl why you telling them you own me
When you really really know you can't hold me down
It's 42 up this bitch you don't own me
I remember all them old days tryna find work
Aye, now I move work
Up top but if I was down they'd probably clown me
Move, I don't want you broke goofy boys around me
Aye, Its 42 up in this bitch my momma proud of me
Got a daughter on the way she got look up to me
Aye my homies said stay low
It's getting shaky why you rocking the boat
It's 42 up in this bitch I told him homie hold on
Two chains, double cross, cause I keep blessing
Damn lil homie why you moving dangerous
A young foo tryna move out of state
Tryna get to bag, he tired of chasing his dreams
Big chains, big rings, he tryna hop in a wraith
Couple milli when I open the safe
The money numbing the pain
Real niggas in my circle I don't hang with no lames
Its 42 on that beat