Bando

Yo
Ya'll ready?
Aye
Look

Real one in boy you know I'm going to make it
Fake niggas and you know they Finn fake it
Making money see the bag and imma take it with a stando in the bando I'm a brake it
I aint go no clip but I'm shooting fast
I be counting cash
I am never last forget about the past
Always getting heart, I stay strong I don't need know cast and you know I hit it
But I'm saying fuck you cuz we made it

If you want it gotta hustle and you gotta keep it runin
And I stay with the real cuz they all keep it 100
And nigga I aint fuckin with you cuz you always frontin
I be stuntin yea I'm coming for the money and I'm huntin
Why you frontin, why you fussin keep your bustin
I'm just tryna make this money why you hating on my hustle if you
Want some smoke ill pull up I'm not talking Russell
I'm just tryna make this money and get my mama a duffel

Keep my head up and I'm going for the top
And I stay on my grind and you know I ain't go stop
Like work like a fella
Now I'm feelin better
I know if a nigga hear my name its cuz i'm doing better
And you don't know who
Don't know what to do
You looking at me and then I look at you
You can't join the crew
I will count to 2
Ok is that cool
Ok is that cool

Yea
Look

Real one in boy you know I'm going to make it
Fake niggas and you know they Finn fake it
Making money see the bag and imma take it with a stando in the bando I'm a brake it
Twenty four 905 north end north side
Let me take you for a ride
Nigga fucked around and died
OP coming stay inside
I finnesd you and you cried
You was hating all that shit
But when I pull up yea you hide
We be whippin and we glide
If you ride with me I ride
Always got a shorty and you know she sittin by my side

By my side

Yea
Look
Aye

Now I got a clip you know what I'm saying
Diamonds on me flash
All these haters hatin
They know I aint playing
I said respect my name
Dreaming bout the fame
Niggas try an diss me but they don't know where I came
You a lame my name you think this is a game
I send two shots you your brain you reminiscing bout the pain
Look but I'm still whippin in the lame
It don't matter cuz when I'm gone they remember who I am

Real one in boy you know I'm going to make it
Fake niggas and you know they Finn fake it
Making money see the bag and imma take it with a stando in the bando I'm a brake it
Real one in boy you know I'm going to make it
Fake niggas and you know they Finn fake it
Making money see the bag and imma take it with a stando in the bando I'm a brake it