Knew I was gone be the man got my first pack and resold it
500 in school pants principle had to control it
Better live the life you talking on the gram cause the real world gone expose you
18 in the projects getting it all my niggas straight pack and delivering
Mane had me on the road them missions came back home hitting ken Griffey
Love fake but the hate ridiculous passing plates heard the snakes hissing
That's why I keep my pistol with me Potna hit my stash aint leave a penny
Watch who say l-o-v-e that's they favorite lie why all this pain come on me smoke and let it out when the plug send that work in every drug we gone get it out you can monitor my ankle but you still won't slow no hustler down
Call me what you want think what you think
Ima countup stackup every K and run it to the bank
It aint nothing else for me to say if that shit don't pay
They gone Pay me they Played me I'm destined for greatness
Gambling starving Hungry Every day risk taken
Thought homie was for me but he left me mistaken
Thought She was a down shawty but she up for the taken
You can start off with nothing but its bout what you make it
{GOLDENBOY}: One thing bout that trapping ass golden sold a lot of shit
Nigga I was a git with my daddy seen a lot bricks
Fuck them pussy niggas they hating on me but they aint stopping shit
Nigga I aint arguing wit no nigga aint got no pot to piss
200 p's on the table this that flip game Skr Skr nigga I'm really up off my whip game
Bitch we riding with 1000 pills you bet not switch lanes
Golden selling records and bricks nigga aint shit change, duffel bag full of money nigga off of drug sells pussy niggas aint standing on no business they be tucking tails I can already tell that nigga gone cry if he take a L, My lil dog wacked a nigga brother now he run the jail, ask them niggas around they gone tell you golden sold dope, nigga I keep real smackers round me you don't want no smoke, nigga what the fuck you in there whipping you need some more coke, golden you tryna cleanup all that money need some more soap
Call me what you want think what you think
Ima countup stackup every K and run it to the bank
It Aint nothing else for me to say if that shit don't pay
They gone pay me they played me im destined for greatness
Gambling starving hungry every day risk taken t
Thought homie was for me but he left me mistaken
Thought she was a down shawty but she up for the taken
You can start off with nothing but its bout what you make it
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