Letras
This week I need to re-cop, yeah
I love you 'til my heart stop, yeah
You say to let you breath, you tellin' me to leave
And then you turn around and flip flop, yeah
I'm workin' late at night, yeah, yeah
Try and get my money right, yeah, yeah
Got codeine in the Sprite, I'm livin' how I like
And if you need me I'll be right there, yeah
Respect is never equal, I learned it from my peoples
The strategy is lethal, the money I love is evil
My pain is marinatin' all the game tricks to my heart
I'm goin' hard, we in the dark, sippin' fours all in the park
I'ma ride for mines, like you ride for yours
It's a perfect time, to tell me if I'm yours
I'm just on the grind, you know we hold the torch
The money's on my mind, the boss delivered on your porch
If we ain't talkin' numbers, keep this conversation short
A lot is on my plate and all I need is just a fork
You're three strikes bad, so how you aimin' for your fourth?
Fuck a middle man, I could be your source
Got a hundred for the L-O, yeah
Talkin' bands on my metro, yeah
Got some things I couldn't let go
I ain't aimin' for the necklobe, yeah
This week I need to re-cop, yeah
I love you 'til my heart stop, yeah
You say to let you breath, you tellin' me to leave
And then you turn around and flip flop, yeah
I'm workin' late at night, yeah, yeah
Try and get my money right, yeah, yeah
Got codeine in the Sprite, I'm livin' how I like
And if you need me I'll be right there, yeah
Comin' out off top, I'm scorin'
I'm pourin'
When it starts to rain, I'm pourin'
When it's time to shoot like Jordan
Ever since I dreamed of ballin'
Now I'm never home, she callin'
'Bout to leave the game demolished
'Bout to pour me up a four
'Bout to roll me up some smoke
'Bout to double up my dough
Tell me why you trippin' for?
Blowin' dank and sippin' slow
Never stop until I blow
The blowin' up my phone
'Cause that hurt, I'm in the zone
I'ma get it then I'm gone
Ninjas used to have my back
But they changed it for some cash
So I got it myself and I came up like that
Never beggin' for a dollar, but you better have my back, yeah
Fuck around and get your hood clapped, yeah
Not a baller but I like to shoot, on and off the court
I been spendin' all my life, yeah, in and out the court
I be Kobe in the fourth, I be crushin' bitches hard
Been a motherfuckin' G since the start
This week I need to re-cop, yeah
I love you 'til my heart stop, yeah
You say to let you breath, you tellin' me to leave
And then you turn around and flip flop, yeah
I'm workin' late at night, yeah, yeah
Try and get my money right, yeah, yeah
Got codeine in the Sprite, I'm livin' how I like
And if you need me I'll be right there, yeah
Ain't nothin' new, chicken noodles, ain't no poodles
Golden State, we some shooters
Runnin' late, sippin' Kool-Aid
My daddy prayin' to Buddha for mula, uh
And I just stuck twenty P's in the cooler, uh
All new, I'm shinin' just like the jeweler
A bazooka, smoke 'em just like a hookah
Plenty faces, cashin' lawyers for catchin' cases
Niggas fakin', I don't believe 'em, man, it's on their faces
Mama waited, now everything is elevated
You know it's all lavish livin' when we finally make it
I put my life on the line just to dedicate it
When they killed my brother, bruh, I was devastated
Got a hundred for the L-O, yeah
Talkin' bands on my metro, yeah
Got some things I couldn't let go
I ain't aimin' for the necklobe, yeah
This week I need to re-cop, yeah
I love you 'til my heart stop, yeah
You say to let you breath, you tellin' me to leave
And then you turn around and flip flop, yeah
I'm workin' late at night, yeah, yeah
Try and get my money right, yeah, yeah
Got codeine in the Sprite, I'm livin' how I like
And if you need me I'll be right there, yeah