I got two-tones on my back now
That's the type of shit that you don't ask 'bout
And my pretty nena hold the mac down
Ain't no couch potato so if you come after papa
She gone turn ya shit to hashbrowns (Yeah)
Some things that I should run by my accountant, but
I really doubt it yeah
I really doubt it and I guess I'm up at bat now
Leader of the pack who snuck a liter in his jacket
Went the meter after practice, put his pener in and packed it
Like a peanut shell thats cracking at the seems, I seen some shit
Nah that aint it, f*ck that hold up
Let's do it like this
Look, I got me a beautiful family
Shit everybody look like they won an Oscar or Grammy
And everybody look like they on the cover of Vogue or GQ
Plus we all self-sufficient people, I have no equals
From a city where they hate as soon as you hot
Two blocks from Carlos crib where Chinx got knocked (RIP)
And it taught me a lot of lessons, look in all directions
And don't boast how spoken messages is what your profession is
Never met him but shit I can relate
Cuz haters workin through the sleet and the snow
See ya money think I need it like a pizza dough
And me I just wanna see people grow but the streets are cold shit
Thinking 'bout a trip out to Prov'
Hit Meduso and Piffy up three will seem like a mob
I might be obsessed with sharing the shit that I'm on
A few more of these and then I'll be gone
'Til then I'm drippin' in charms bitch
Been poppin' since the shoulder lean
All these silly bitches wanna go in-between yeah yeah
Me and money 'cause I go for green
But, when I pull up to ya city - bitch ya notice me yeah yeah
You know we built this sound up from the ground up (Yeah)
I guess that's why there's less of us that's left to count up
I tango with the herbal then I hell it every day
I'm way too hungry, 'bout to dig into my second plate
I used to work that 9-5, but made a better way
Now, the fam is gettin' paid
Wanna make enough to take all of the jewelry to the grave
Ain't got nothin' else to say
Better get up out my way
If you care about yourself
Been poppin' since the shoulder lean
All these silly bitches wanna go in-between yeah yeah
Me and money 'cause I go for green
But, when I pull up to your city - bitch, you know it's me yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
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I got two-tones on my back now
That's the type of shit that you don't ask 'bout
And my pretty nena hold the mac down
Ain't no couch potato so if you come after papa
She gone turn ya shit to hashbrowns (Yeah)
Some things that I should run by my accountant, but
I really doubt it yeah
I really doubt it and I guess I'm up at bat now
Leader of the pack who snuck a liter in his jacket
Went the meter after practice, put his pener in and packed it
Like a peanut shell thats cracking at the seems, I seen some shit
Nah that aint it, f*ck that hold up
Let's do it like this
Look, I got me a beautiful family
Shit everybody look like they won an Oscar or Grammy
And everybody look like they on the cover of Vogue or GQ
Plus we all self-sufficient people, I have no equals
From a city where they hate as soon as you hot
Two blocks from Carlos crib where Chinx got knocked (RIP)
And it taught me a lot of lessons, look in all directions
And don't boast how spoken messages is what your profession is
Never met him but shit I can relate
Cuz haters workin through the sleet and the snow
See ya money think I need it like a pizza dough
And me I just wanna see people grow but the streets are cold shit
Thinking 'bout a trip out to Prov'
Hit Meduso and Piffy up three will seem like a mob
I might be obsessed with sharing the shit that I'm on
A few more of these and then I'll be gone
'Til then I'm drippin' in charms bitch
Been poppin' since the shoulder lean
All these silly bitches wanna go in-between yeah yeah
Me and money 'cause I go for green
But, when I pull up to ya city - bitch ya notice me yeah yeah
You know we built this sound up from the ground up (Yeah)
I guess that's why there's less of us that's left to count up
I tango with the herbal then I hell it every day
I'm way too hungry, 'bout to dig into my second plate
I used to work that 9-5, but made a better way
Now, the fam is gettin' paid
Wanna make enough to take all of the jewelry to the grave
Ain't got nothin' else to say
Better get up out my way
If you care about yourself
Been poppin' since the shoulder lean
All these silly bitches wanna go in-between yeah yeah
Me and money 'cause I go for green
But, when I pull up to your city - bitch, you know it's me yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
That's the type of shit that you don't ask 'bout
And my pretty nena hold the mac down
Ain't no couch potato so if you come after papa
She gone turn ya shit to hashbrowns (Yeah)
Some things that I should run by my accountant, but
I really doubt it yeah
I really doubt it and I guess I'm up at bat now
Leader of the pack who snuck a liter in his jacket
Went the meter after practice, put his pener in and packed it
Like a peanut shell thats cracking at the seems, I seen some shit
Nah that aint it, f*ck that hold up
Let's do it like this
Look, I got me a beautiful family
Shit everybody look like they won an Oscar or Grammy
And everybody look like they on the cover of Vogue or GQ
Plus we all self-sufficient people, I have no equals
From a city where they hate as soon as you hot
Two blocks from Carlos crib where Chinx got knocked (RIP)
And it taught me a lot of lessons, look in all directions
And don't boast how spoken messages is what your profession is
Never met him but shit I can relate
Cuz haters workin through the sleet and the snow
See ya money think I need it like a pizza dough
And me I just wanna see people grow but the streets are cold shit
Thinking 'bout a trip out to Prov'
Hit Meduso and Piffy up three will seem like a mob
I might be obsessed with sharing the shit that I'm on
A few more of these and then I'll be gone
'Til then I'm drippin' in charms bitch
Been poppin' since the shoulder lean
All these silly bitches wanna go in-between yeah yeah
Me and money 'cause I go for green
But, when I pull up to ya city - bitch ya notice me yeah yeah
You know we built this sound up from the ground up (Yeah)
I guess that's why there's less of us that's left to count up
I tango with the herbal then I hell it every day
I'm way too hungry, 'bout to dig into my second plate
I used to work that 9-5, but made a better way
Now, the fam is gettin' paid
Wanna make enough to take all of the jewelry to the grave
Ain't got nothin' else to say
Better get up out my way
If you care about yourself
Been poppin' since the shoulder lean
All these silly bitches wanna go in-between yeah yeah
Me and money 'cause I go for green
But, when I pull up to your city - bitch, you know it's me yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Writer: Joshua Fernandez
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