Asking for some change
You can keep that
I don wrote some secrets
On my notepad
Homie God My witness
And I qoute that
Big big Racks can't fold that
Got a big cloud that's the money hang
Show me no love if it's bout a thang
Homies got a rap like a big flame
Getting so big no you can't tame
Prolly getting hate just
For writing the song
Should I be in debt
It's to me and my own
I don't owe nobody
Else a thing it's on god
If I turn a sucker
I can't say it's your fault
I weigh shit on my own
Never needing a scale
Been in the house so much
They say I'm getting too pale
In it for the money
I can't chill if it's lame
In it for the family
Till we making it rain
Know my passy and it's probably
Cos they show it for real
If I say this shit get bloody
I don't mean with a steal
If I tell you it get muddy
It ain't lean and a pill
To my brothers ain't
No other gon be there for the kill
Riding riding bros alone
Always on the road it's on
Super sweet Like Candy Cone
You can eat the cream n conel
Talking bout some cream and cone
Got her stripping in my home
Now she walking tippy toe
Cause I kicked her out you know
I don't play the give and take
I just take and then I go
Looking like a mistake
I can't **** that bitch I know
I can't **** with peasants
My nigga Just need my peace
I am so professional bitch
I'm just pushing p
Changes in my body
Never changes in my cheese
Never tell em sorry
I probably did as I please