Three fiftieth seven I ain't going to jail
They know Keylo solid they know I ain't bouta tell
These niggas I'll hate on you just cause you hustle and you grind
These niggas I'll hate on you just cause they always fall behind
Listen downtown nigga but I been raised in that north
Don't say that we got beef if you don't wanna go to war
Then niggas hate you on the low when they see you got support
I'm the baller of the year I'll run you off the f*cking court
I need a championship ring some champagne and two cigars
I been up for three days same clothes dirty draws
Ain't ashame of my struggle that's go turn me to a boss
You go have to be a worker before you be in charge
I'm go have to start stepping on toes to see who hard
I'm go catch you off your guard
I'm revoking face cards I don't need no bodyguard
I don't need no bodyguard
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Cold cold cold
It's getting colder it's getting cold
It's getting cold
Hold up I was just down for a min
Tell them sit back let me flow til I'm finished
Do dirt by yourself and never leave ah witness
I got my weight up it's crunch time not no fitness
Mind my business get my paper
All them wan rush them but I'm waiting patience no waiter
I just send a nigga spend him no favor
These niggas faking been broke without data
Down on my dick coming up now I'm amazing
Niggas some traders real life raiders
Put trust in this pole I don't even trust nature
I just bend up that money and stack em and lay em
Down on my dick coming up now I'm major
These niggas traders real life raiders
Put trust in this pole I don't even trust nature
I just bend up that money and stack em and lay em
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
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Three fiftieth seven I ain't going to jail
They know Keylo solid they know I ain't bouta tell
These niggas I'll hate on you just cause you hustle and you grind
These niggas I'll hate on you just cause they always fall behind
Listen downtown nigga but I been raised in that north
Don't say that we got beef if you don't wanna go to war
Then niggas hate you on the low when they see you got support
I'm the baller of the year I'll run you off the f*cking court
I need a championship ring some champagne and two cigars
I been up for three days same clothes dirty draws
Ain't ashame of my struggle that's go turn me to a boss
You go have to be a worker before you be in charge
I'm go have to start stepping on toes to see who hard
I'm go catch you off your guard
I'm revoking face cards I don't need no bodyguard
I don't need no bodyguard
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Cold cold cold
It's getting colder it's getting cold
It's getting cold
Hold up I was just down for a min
Tell them sit back let me flow til I'm finished
Do dirt by yourself and never leave ah witness
I got my weight up it's crunch time not no fitness
Mind my business get my paper
All them wan rush them but I'm waiting patience no waiter
I just send a nigga spend him no favor
These niggas faking been broke without data
Down on my dick coming up now I'm amazing
Niggas some traders real life raiders
Put trust in this pole I don't even trust nature
I just bend up that money and stack em and lay em
Down on my dick coming up now I'm major
These niggas traders real life raiders
Put trust in this pole I don't even trust nature
I just bend up that money and stack em and lay em
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
They know Keylo solid they know I ain't bouta tell
These niggas I'll hate on you just cause you hustle and you grind
These niggas I'll hate on you just cause they always fall behind
Listen downtown nigga but I been raised in that north
Don't say that we got beef if you don't wanna go to war
Then niggas hate you on the low when they see you got support
I'm the baller of the year I'll run you off the f*cking court
I need a championship ring some champagne and two cigars
I been up for three days same clothes dirty draws
Ain't ashame of my struggle that's go turn me to a boss
You go have to be a worker before you be in charge
I'm go have to start stepping on toes to see who hard
I'm go catch you off your guard
I'm revoking face cards I don't need no bodyguard
I don't need no bodyguard
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Cold cold cold
It's getting colder it's getting cold
It's getting cold
Hold up I was just down for a min
Tell them sit back let me flow til I'm finished
Do dirt by yourself and never leave ah witness
I got my weight up it's crunch time not no fitness
Mind my business get my paper
All them wan rush them but I'm waiting patience no waiter
I just send a nigga spend him no favor
These niggas faking been broke without data
Down on my dick coming up now I'm amazing
Niggas some traders real life raiders
Put trust in this pole I don't even trust nature
I just bend up that money and stack em and lay em
Down on my dick coming up now I'm major
These niggas traders real life raiders
Put trust in this pole I don't even trust nature
I just bend up that money and stack em and lay em
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Had to run these streets So I could be the boss
Had to run it up ain't got no time for losses
Ah hold up ah hold on
Ah hold up these streets getting colder
Writer: Chivias Thompson
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