Trolling

Weed had my heart pacing fast had to slow down blowing
Said she can't get enough of me I'm already knowing
I had started out with a seed then it started growing
Stop caring and said fuck the world my son started showing
Money money money on my mind like that all I'm knowing
If money wasn't around I wonder what the fuck we would be doing
Nigga walk up on me with a problem then you know we going
Y'all be out here playing with the devil like he care y'all trolling
Hustle all year then give half that shit to Uncle Sam
That's the type of shit that make me wanna get yo uncle blamed
I miss them Tennessee nights we more than gang we fucking fam
No relation but I was down selling P's to auntie Pam
You new niggas different y'all be fighting the hand that's feeding you
I did this shit all on my own so now you know what a team a do
I came through a lot why you couldn't come through when I needed you
Niggas that said they love me wouldn't post my shit if I begged them to
I ain't gotta bond with a bitch I'm a flight risk
Pull up to the spot and get hit type shit
Break my heart I put it in a song slight diss
Can't get caught fighting with my dawgs Mike Vick
She can the print though grey joggers that's the tool
Make yo own break all they rules that's the mood
Learn how to bag that shit up and then we shine
I was down in the K listening to winter time grind
Weed had my heart pacing fast had to slow down blowing
Said she can't get enough of me I'm already knowing
I had started out with a seed then it started growing
Stop caring and said fuck the world my son started showing
Money money money on my mind like that all I'm knowing
If money wasn't around I wonder what the fuck we would be doing
Nigga walk up on me with a problem then you know we going
Y'all be out here playing with the devil like he care y'all trolling
I started with a crew we was in the booth Shit take me back
They quit when Shit got hard I can't relate to that
And I don't care how Niggas feel or they taking that
I can't stay mad at my brother if he stating facts
I don't be beefing with Niggas going tit for tat
But I ride around in them trenches with a dick attached
I stopped shopping I'm trying to get a verse from babyface
Dope so raw it'll have a Kentucky fiend do the Harlem shake
I ain't on no fucking vacation if I say I'm out of state
Hustle challenge fuck I look like standing on a crate
She told me if I lose her Shit gone be different
Bitch I lost my right ear do it look like I'm fucking tripping
Bitch I lost a few of my mans Shit been different
We was gta in real life passing on them missions
Before the whole world was masked up I was keeping distance
I'm denying all relations with that hoe I think I'm Clinton
Weed had my heart pacing fast had to slow down blowing
Said she can't get enough of me I'm already knowing
I had started out with a seed then it started growing
Stop caring and said fuck the world my son started showing
Money money money on my mind like that all I'm knowing
If money wasn't around I wonder what the fuck we would be doing
Nigga walk up on me with a problem then you know we going
Y'all be out here playing with the devil like he care y'all trolling