Letras
Heyyy
Aw Yeah
Aww Yeaaah
GNG
Lne Wlf
I Swear I’m not hungry if I don’t have money
It’s like my stomach get to acting funny
Don’t know how it happened but swear I’m not capping
Shit made me start trappin for macaroni
Got no love for a op so I load up the glock
Cause the same ones that love me will take it from me
I know its a difference between blood and water
But blood be the main ones thats hating on me
Designer clothes don’t mean you dripping
And money don’t mean that you valid just saying homie
I Been noticed these niggas ain’t solid
They fold when they hit with a challenge like paper on me
They said money the root of all evil
I think it’s just ppl without it be tweakin homie
Ain’t no limits to what you can do if you blend the hardwork with the talent
They sleeping on me
Yehhhh
Sleeping On Me
Yeh
They Sleeping on Me
Yeh
Sleepin on me but still need shit from me like they leeching on me
Yehhh
Sleepin on me
Yeh
They sleepin on me
Yeh
Sleepin on me but still need shit from me like they leeching on me
Done fucked up my back from Long nights on a futon
Was Jugg and Finessing in High School now we on
My yungin won’t dribble just shoot like Klay Thompson
If I hear my name in the mouth of a peon
They reach cause they misunderstand what I be on
My Heart done got cold like it’s filled up with frion
Constant reminders from God that I’m chosen
No harm when i crashed with TJack in the neon
Few dawgs up in heaven wonder what they be on
The weight of the world on my shoulders
Few losses turned my heart colder
All black and Louie V loafers
Role play wit ya bitch like Kurt Angle shid
She’ll never find a nigga colder
Fuck ankle lockin’ ima fold her
I’m talking knees to her shoulders