歌词
This trap hard it's on fire Beat around nigga like
A busy bee player I won my hood no marathon
Took out for a minute now I'm back on Them base
Bigger my dreads longer My niggas realer
My weed stronger Smoking that pack that body builder
Money talks I don't f**k with you You can't dress
You ain't got swag You a walking label you a
Signed artist Got my own label f**k these niggas
With their middle finger I'mma die reaching
I'm a gang banger so it's f**k what critics say
I'm talking money I keep wanting K Don't make me
Transform to my old ways Keep black diamonds on me
Like OJ I'm turnt up of no drugs You turned down
You get no love Love is in the G so I'm in the crowd
Acting wild they all know I go hard Bitch
I'm death the child One phone call to them killers
At you That is speed dial I was visiting at the
Same time Joey beat his murder trial RIP to Call
That's a fallen soldier Still collecting opinions
I'm a humble nigga Never joined forces make my
Own way I keep K no birthday f**k her all day
Competition I eliminate Follow street laws
Don't litigate I delegate you follow
I own my own shit you borrow Last nigga try to
Rob me got shot Never seen before a half a mil'
That's real shit Big Homie Flock Squad
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