[Verse]
I remember nights I ain't had shit
No remy weave , no new kicks
Kickin’ doors, running out that shit
If we came up we split the hit
Now I’m ballin’, WMBA
[?]
I remember when I did a lot of work
Now I’m dreaming foriegns in my drive way
[?] but they shit falling when they poppin out
Look bitch how you ballin’ out
You ain’t never ever gonna go with the cash out
How the fuck you's a hitta n***a
Ain't never scored behind the trigger n***a
If a bitch really wan’t smoke
Then this body bag will be a swisher n***a
BOB , I’'m a big ole bitch
Boss shit and I’'m with the shit
Came up at 12 bars now my whole team in designer shit
Fuck a glo bitch I’'m in my glory
And my hittas shooting like Robert Horry
Katie Bandz on that fuck shit and I ain'’t writing verse
Bitch I’'m telling stories
N***as bitches call em Tyler Perry
Twitter beefing but I know their scared
Bottles running Bitch I’'m rockin' medals
Killing dreams they should call me Freddy
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Chasin’ money,cash it in a hurry
You want to you kill me you got to show me
Got some young killas that'll drop by
On the nine I'ma die here
Everybody gone ride here
Three [?] stuck to one blunt now a bitch buss like Light year
Stop lying it's my year sneak dissing don't fly here
Talk crazy bitch meet the eighty like Dej Loaf come try me

I’ll be at the mall
All we do is ball
So my money talk
We don’t ball [?]
That’s the quickest way to fall
Like mill I’'m coachin’
And my young boys come in
No talkin’, face down