Keep calm even when my palms itch (I do) Old friends till the end, I ain't switch (no, no) New money, but the same old me Fuck a candy cane, we hanging money on a tree I'm bout to buy it, it ain't going on a wishlist Tryna make it where like everyday it's Christmas (yeah, yeah) I just throw it to the plug tell him "ship this" Then I'm back up on the run like fitness No red carpet, but you bitches got me on the floor rolling Yeah, you got a foreign but I bet that shit stolen Pockets sticking out with no doubt they look swollen Cleaning shit out like I'm getting me a colon I'm earning my respect once I take a nigga check Cross the line then you dead, and I'm not talking flat All these broke bitches never in the mood I feed the streets with the heat, no spoon Isolate myself from the evil (I do) Mind stay sharper than a needle (you know it) Try to finess, I'll lay you to rest Bring me a coffee when you see me Put that shit on my desk
Can't get nothin' nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin' Comin' to me saying that you on a fucking budget You can't get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Coming to me saying that you on a fucking budget Can't get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Coming to me saying that you on a fuckin' budget You can't get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Coming to me saying that you on a fucking budget
Bitches so dirty, I cannot believe it Food on the floor, then the roaches gone eat it So bummy the edge control ain't doing its role Cause bitch, them edges look crummy (they do) One minute they don't like me Next minute wanna toast with me (Huh?) I get a bag then double it like getting stacked with groceries This didn't happen overnight, man, I just didn't quit I milk the game with flavor, Nesquik My luck just started, now it can't be stopped In a Bentley now, but I came from the bus stop I had to grind, while people out taking a lot Used to save a lot just to shop at Save-a-Lot With no team, I chase my dreams Funny how the world think it's funny making me into memes But they don't know, that's free promo I'm not a fighter with a type, but shorty don't want no smoke Ain't shit free, not even water Type of bitch, I belong on Billboarders I'm about money, never catch me tell a nigga he handsome Actually, I'm the type to hold that nigga for ransom
Can't get nothin, nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin' Comin' to me sayin' that you on a fucking budget You can't get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Comin' to me sayin' that you on a fuckin' budget Can't get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Comin' to me sayin' that you on a fuckin' budget You can't get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Comin' to me sayin' that you want a fuckin' budget
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