Everybody lying what's the purpose
People I used to trust make me nervous
Type of shit that make me blow a circuit
Niggas really snakes like a serpent
But it ain't worth it
I ain't worried cuz I'm picture perfect
Smell the weed and I ain't even burnt it
Hella sessions I don't even learn shit
I should get the crown cuz I earned it
Stepping near the throne need a permit
If I'm on the beat it need a surgeon
Good God preaching like a sermon
You can listen to these other niggas but they really washed up like detergent
Want me quit but I'm still determined
Don't call my shit cuz I won't return it
But we about to ball
We ain't have shit now we need it all
Running shit I don't need to jog
Blunts still looking like a log
People still saying all this shit about how I'm wrong and I'm a dog
When you broke they don't love you then but when you rich then they get involved
I been through it all they don't know it though
Had to beg for change at the corner store
But don't nothing change it just come and go
And if I'm getting paid I ain't coming home
Drink til I got runny nose
Smoke weed all summer long
World cold then a motherf*cker why I'm still here in my summer clothes
All you bitches so undercover I don't even want nothing from you hoes
If you don't rep the gang gang ain't no reason that you coming for
All ya bitches up under me cuz I'm up next and ya cover blown
All you gone get is good sex and a hotel bed to cuddle on
Then you gone try to send a text when you realize that the number wrong
This is gold that you stumbled on
I'll be rich when I'm coming home
Every time I'm a spit a verse it's gone feel like you left the oven on
I'm the only one that do it like this and if I ain't then it's something wrong
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Everybody lying what's the purpose
People I used to trust make me nervous
Type of shit that make me blow a circuit
Niggas really snakes like a serpent
But it ain't worth it
I ain't worried cuz I'm picture perfect
Smell the weed and I ain't even burnt it
Hella sessions I don't even learn shit
I should get the crown cuz I earned it
Stepping near the throne need a permit
If I'm on the beat it need a surgeon
Good God preaching like a sermon
You can listen to these other niggas but they really washed up like detergent
Want me quit but I'm still determined
Don't call my shit cuz I won't return it
But we about to ball
We ain't have shit now we need it all
Running shit I don't need to jog
Blunts still looking like a log
People still saying all this shit about how I'm wrong and I'm a dog
When you broke they don't love you then but when you rich then they get involved
I been through it all they don't know it though
Had to beg for change at the corner store
But don't nothing change it just come and go
And if I'm getting paid I ain't coming home
Drink til I got runny nose
Smoke weed all summer long
World cold then a motherf*cker why I'm still here in my summer clothes
All you bitches so undercover I don't even want nothing from you hoes
If you don't rep the gang gang ain't no reason that you coming for
All ya bitches up under me cuz I'm up next and ya cover blown
All you gone get is good sex and a hotel bed to cuddle on
Then you gone try to send a text when you realize that the number wrong
This is gold that you stumbled on
I'll be rich when I'm coming home
Every time I'm a spit a verse it's gone feel like you left the oven on
I'm the only one that do it like this and if I ain't then it's something wrong
People I used to trust make me nervous
Type of shit that make me blow a circuit
Niggas really snakes like a serpent
But it ain't worth it
I ain't worried cuz I'm picture perfect
Smell the weed and I ain't even burnt it
Hella sessions I don't even learn shit
I should get the crown cuz I earned it
Stepping near the throne need a permit
If I'm on the beat it need a surgeon
Good God preaching like a sermon
You can listen to these other niggas but they really washed up like detergent
Want me quit but I'm still determined
Don't call my shit cuz I won't return it
But we about to ball
We ain't have shit now we need it all
Running shit I don't need to jog
Blunts still looking like a log
People still saying all this shit about how I'm wrong and I'm a dog
When you broke they don't love you then but when you rich then they get involved
I been through it all they don't know it though
Had to beg for change at the corner store
But don't nothing change it just come and go
And if I'm getting paid I ain't coming home
Drink til I got runny nose
Smoke weed all summer long
World cold then a motherf*cker why I'm still here in my summer clothes
All you bitches so undercover I don't even want nothing from you hoes
If you don't rep the gang gang ain't no reason that you coming for
All ya bitches up under me cuz I'm up next and ya cover blown
All you gone get is good sex and a hotel bed to cuddle on
Then you gone try to send a text when you realize that the number wrong
This is gold that you stumbled on
I'll be rich when I'm coming home
Every time I'm a spit a verse it's gone feel like you left the oven on
I'm the only one that do it like this and if I ain't then it's something wrong
Writer: Jauhmierre Parker
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