Lyrics

Im plugged in they gone knoc me up on the car play So while im at it the wave we did it our way Its lookin fully aligned thats what the stars say Kept it shinin even all though through the dark days What should I say tonight my music register symbolizin a ray of light Willin to die for this culture that was my way of life Now I'm crossin the borders I gotta make a flight To get this paper right Listen no need to rush it baby wait a minute Watered the flowers let it blossom now they payin different Still remember when niggas was playin favoritism Still that never affected a niggas playerism Everybody gotta eat come and cater with him Bad bitches knocin my shit like stop playin with him Real nigga from the trench fuc you sayin nigga Well all right den And we gon get it together Anytime that you need me you can hit me whenever Keep the money on my mind we gone get through the cheddar Tell her I aint gotta dime dont mix da busy wit pleasure I cant go backwards im movin I know she like my voice think im soothin Homie dont be mad at her she choosin Nothin but realness all that im oozin Yeah yeah Another banger I got more comin Cause ima do it with ease said I dont force nothin This for all the bitches with weaves they cant ignore thggin Its for niggas sellin tee shirts to get that store runnin I gave my last to the homie told him theres more comin They cant do it better than us bitch im the source of it Fuck they ever mean we forever green or ima let it ring Hardly ever seen heard about it we aint tell a thing They dont like how you shinnin it fuck it and let it bling Been a hot boy before a nigga was seventeen My shit is pure facts been hearin niggas been droppin But I dont feel your raps he the type to get money But he'll steal a crack beatin down on your block Really go silverbacks dont put no feelings Or business or interfere with that I see myself in you niggas I know you mirror that Nigga the real is back And we gone get it together Anytime that you need me you can hit me whenever Keep the money on my mind we gone get through the cheddar Tell her I ain't got a dime dont mix the business with pleasure I can't go backwards im movin I know she like my voice think im soothin Homie dont be mad at her she choosin Nothin but realness all that im oozin Yeah yeah
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