Letras
The man back at it
To tell the truth love
We can't make money then it's cool love
To tell the truth love
We can't make money then it's cool love
I got all this shit to do love
I feel like I'm through lovin
And givin' up, I don't do that often
But showin' love to all these niggas
It's gon' cost me, I'm all in
Can't you tell the way I'm talkin'
Smokin' dead officers blunts
I'm fresh up out the coffin
He packin', I'm packin
What's happenin', my nigga
He reach like he jackin
I'm blastin' a nigga
Look, we can hop up in the Benz too
If you want, you can really bring your friends too
I'm really bout my money
Guess that's how I gotta tend to
Mayowhip, I got these bands in this Benz
Start a miracle hitter
I swear to God that I'm not feelin' you niggas
A brown page, the way I'm killin' you niggas
My diamonds shine like a pillow, don't niggas
If it ain't bout money, don't call me
I don't really like talkin
Put that paper in my hand, shit, you ain't got another
I be ballin' like the rockets
In my pocket, it's a rocket
Nigga, reach for what I got
He gon' need more than a dollar
To tell the truth love
We can't make money then it's cool love
I got all this shit to do love
I feel like I'm through love
And givin' up, I don't do that often
But showin' love to all these niggas
It's gon' cost me, I'm all in
Can't you tell the way I'm talkin'
Smokin' dead officers blunts
Come fresh up out the coffin
He packin', I'm packin
What's happenin'
My nigga, he reach like he jackin
I'm blastin' and they don't think I'm bout it
Then come try me, I keep that blicky beside me
And you know it's sterile love
If I let you sit behind me