My Thoughts

Yeah, hey, mute me (damn, E, this a classic)
This the part that I'm firing up? (Nigga getting money)
This is how we doin' these niggas, man

Yeah, hey, same game plan, get the money, get your family out
If I had her, you can have her too, she my hand-me-downs
Lately all I do is show my face, they put they panties down
My young dog says he up on phones, I'm with the scanly now, yeah

Lean cups and bank rolls, my bitch ass fat as hell, but her waist gone
I got a shoebox full, that's if the bank closed
I'm like the bakery, baby, I bring the cake home

I want the peso, my young bitch do what I say so (uh-huh)
This what they hate for, my young dogs I made a way for (way for)
The neighbors know my name 'cause we banging, I feel like Trey Songz (uh)
I'm racked up, fresh off the house, dressed in that A Rose

Pay my lawyer months in advance, he got the case closed
Gamble every day with my life, I got the bank closed
I fucked her once, Snoop hit her twice, we like the Bang Bros
I'm on the west serving unc beings, I got my chain on

It was all good when I was fucked up
I let my nuts hang like them white, Cartier arms when them buffs tucked
There's stories from the ones who was once up
Learned from my mistakes, now a nigga know the game, so I'm one up (I'm up)

The Rollie sent away to get it done up
FN tucked by my dick for the ones try to run up
Cash every time I pick my son up
I gotta keep it in, so when he gets older he can turn up (nigga)