Letras
Yea
Long live the 6 yo
Said this shit not for the weak & the frail
We got what you need it's for sale
My dog never leaving the jail
Yea
He spent 12 weeks ina hole
He said it's like being in hell
He don't really seem like his self
Yea
I wish I could give you my eyes
So niggas could see it they self
You wouldn't believe it yourself
Same niggas turn they back
Whenever I needed the help
Now they be all on my dick
You better off being ya self
She say I wonder how you gon act when the money come
I be like We can worry bout that when the money come
She know I ain't one of these other niggas, I'm one of one
She just wanna take the ride when I go I make this money run
I feel for a nigga who think his light gotta dim mines
All outta second chances you niggas on thin lines
I was like 10 them niggas shot Courtney like 10 times
Some shit you can't make up
We ain't taking no pay cuts
Thanking god for my life
I know some niggas dont wake up
Niggas show they hand
They don't know that you keep the ace tucked
How niggas gon act with the cards face up