Mom, MoneyEvery’s making beats again YoungTN Productions Scorey, ey
Look, I think they forgotten me honestly, Somebody talk to me Because I feel like nobody stopping me And I know niggas plotting on robbing me That’s the reason I ride with my Glock with me Truthfully, who is he, what is he gon do to me? Yeah, I see niggas watching my jewelry That’s the reason I always keep Zu with me ‘Cause my youngings been itching for foolery Honestly, I was just stuck in that poverty Now I walk in the mall its a shopping spree Got a .50 inside of my Robin jeans Going public can’t stop him from watching me Usually, I do a nigga so brutally But the way I see it it’s you or me I don’t trust these lil niggas, ain’t foolin me Plus I heard they talking about shootin me
So I heard niggas plotting, the fuck is up Niggas know that I ride with that hunnid tucked Zuly swigging that choppa like double-dutch Niggas see me in person I never duck You got [?] with some bullets but never bust Heard you [?] on bitches you never fucked That’s a shame boy I wish you some better luck See a chain and [?] that metal up Brody got Glocks with the beams Lil mac come in straight out the block with them shots in his jeans I had to go through a lot just to get to the guap, at the mall just go shop with the cream Niggas forever going to talk what you seen when you hot But I promise its not what it seems If you play with the gang then you droppin I call up lil Rocky, he gon blow off ya top for the green I used to go through the day with no food in my stomach Make sure that I pop me a bean Niggas so pussy. don’t know what to do when they gon get dropped from the spot at the seen You beef with them shootas, Get put on the news for that money, get left at the top of the screen We gon be ballin don’t know what to do with this money, he spot up on top of the key Stuck in the heart of the slums, where it used to be muddy, took off and I flew where its sunny I used to post on the block with no food in my tummy, remember it used to be funny Niggas get popped in this shit, if they moving too clumsy, We dropin that window like bungie And Zuly be buggin if niggas start moving too funny, I promise its soon to be ugly
Look, I think they forgotten me honestly, Somebody talk to me Because I feel like nobody stopping me And I know niggas plotting on robbing me That’s the reason I ride with my Glock with me Truthfully, who is he, what is he gon do to me? Yeah, I see niggas watching my jewelry That’s the reason I always keep Zu with me ‘Cause my youngings been itching for foolery Honestly I was just stuck in that poverty Now I walk in the mall its a shopping spree Got a .50 inside of my Robin jeans Going public can’t stop him from watching me Usually, I do a nigga so brutally But the way I see it it’s you or me I don’t trust these lil niggas, ain’t foolin me Plus I heard they talking about shootin me