It don´t be ??? on the daily Ain´t gon´ be the same when I got my baby Hahaha I won´t be the same when I got my daily Hahaha
Ain´t gon´ pray to God when I go to ???
I don´t like none of y´all niggas Talking ´bout guns, you ain´t shot none of them bitches All I want: hundreds and fifties Pray I don´t be the defendant ´cause niggas be telling Nah, it ain´t none of my business Took a lil´ break; now, it´s right back to the business Smoke and I float through the ceiling Way above all of these niggas Shawty got class, say she gon´ fuck with a nigga I really don´t fuck with a nigga Say he want beef? Wish good luck to the nigga I don´t get up for a million, need at least five Then we can talk about business, I feed an army of niggas
I´ll get your momma to kill you, I know the cost of the business It ain´t no heart in these niggas, it ain´t no truth in them lyrics It ain´t no truth, you can feel it, it ain´t no truth in you niggas Shepherd messiah, gotta reach higher to see me, diamonds is shinin´ Wonder if Stevie can see me, I´ll turn your garden to Eden I get my weed from a demon, I´m smokin´ with Jesus I´ll make the devil believe it, I ain´t got friends for a reason
I don´t like none of y´all niggas I don´t like none of y´all niggas, stick on my body
Make sure you keepin´ your distance All of your people go missing, prayin´ to God
I keep the peace with these niggas I´m bringin´ Jesus to meet ´em, reach for my cup I will make sure you believe it I smell the bitch in you niggas, when niggas get shot You´ll find a bitch in a nigga Niggas get caught, you´ll find a snitch in a nigga I ain´t gon´ sleep for a minute I ain´t no man, I´m a menace, I ain´t no man, I´m a Hol´ up, I´m a gentleman Front row seat at the Wimbledon Black Tom Hanks, need a billion No, I can´t speak to the middleman
Two white cups, on my shit again Real big talk for a little man You can get got for your dividends Lil´ niggas runnin´ in your crib again Comin´ to the house like the mailman Leanin´ to the side like a kickstand Diamonds on my wrist like a wristband One shot, leave ´em with a shitbag Two shots, leave ´em with a toe-tag Three niggas looking for the dope bag Four pints sealed, I´ma sip that No, I´m not trippin´ on the next man ´cause
I don´t like none of y´all niggas I don´t like none of y´all niggas, stick on my body Make sure you keepin´ your distance All of your people go missing, swear to God
I don´t like none of y´all niggas I don´t like none of y´all niggas, stick on my body Make sure you keepin´ your distance All of your people go missing, swear to God
I don´t like none of y´all niggas I don´t like none of y´all niggas I don´t like none of y´all niggas I don´t like none of y´all niggas I don´t like none of y´all niggas