Murdalandsmoke - GuideLinez Lyrics

Yu ain't get cake
On da soufside
Yeah nigga got bait
On da oside
Yeah a nigga got weight
On both sides
Woah
Yeah nigga got hate
On da opp side
Bamas mad dat I'm in
And dey outside
Bamas looking at me different
Cuz I'm bout mine
Shit was lookin real different
From Da sidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Yu can catch da fade
If yu got time
Let ya bitch ride da wave
Like itz her part time
Bamas lookin lame
When itz crunch time
Put me in da game coach
I want mine
I dont want da bitch
If she dont grind
Dat bih like a trophy
If it dont shine
Who ever number 1
Better step it up
Boi Im On ya heels
I'm just revving up
Some body hit Kyle junior
Tell em turn it up
I tried to send da track back
But it burnt up
Yeah
Money on day way
Watch me run it up
NO power No respect
No love
Catch a hole in yo face
Cold blood
I told yu watch for dem snakes
Hold up
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
At da light blowin dope through da moonroof
Bang a right off da ave
What yu gone do
Take a train or plane
Boi datz on yu
Just make sure da bread straight
When yu slide thru
I dont even know ya man
Dont bring food
Niggaz already ate
No sea food
Imma goonie in a concrete jungle
Imma da dude in all black
Wit da stub nose
I'm da dude in da hoodie known to hustle
I'm da one wit automatics
No muscle
Nigga ride wit da stick
Since my man died
RIP donmo and drew Davis
I done lost acouple more
But who made it
I ain't tryna keep score
I'm just putting on
Datz just how I love
Lemme lone
I been smoking hella bud
Got me in da zone
But dont forget dis nigga (Neva dat)
Money power and respect
Over bullshit
Dont eva pull ya strap
If yu gone bullshit
I seen alotta niggaz left
Over bullshit
Woah
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Yu ain't tryna get some money
Yu ain't out here to win
Yu ain't got no power
Yu get lost in da wind
They not gone respect yu
If yu ain't got friends
Yu ain't really trap nigga
Yu aint really spend da bend
Cant nobody vouch for yu
Now yu bout to be da bid
Da plug bet da house on ya
Now he bout to get ya killed
He paid a nigga like me
To walk Down
Shit is real
Hit ya as up wit 50 rounds
Banana peel
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines
Money power and respect
Da only guidelines