[Intro]
Kill
Ayy
[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen)
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen)
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh
I been makin' money, these niggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Nah)
[Post-Chorus]
I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh (Bling)
Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh (Grr)
Dead fresh, walkin' corpse (Fresh), make your wife ask for divorce, uh
Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Rolled back to my hood rollin' dope in my Rolls (Royce)
And my AMG sound raggedy, grandma like, "What's that noise?", yuh
Try me, it's a tragedy, turn your block to a morgue, uh (Yeah)
King shit, I'm your majesty (Yeah), I rock a lots of gold (Glizzock, yeah, yeah)
Got six watches, but two of 'em cost a quarter, nigga (Oh my God)
Yeah, I ran them racks, so now they feelin' like I owe 'em, nigga, yuh
Ain't tryna hear shit so I fill my earlobes up with boulders, nigga, yuh
South Memphis nigga, jewelry cold, Minnesota, nigga, yuh
Yeah, I'm bumpin' Three 6, pourin' sizzurp in my soda, nigga
Paper Route the gang (Gang), we some cutthroat soldiers, nigga
Yellow everythang, be cautious when your approach a nigga
Cautious, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy
Kill
Ayy
[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen)
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen)
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh
I been makin' money, these niggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Nah)
[Post-Chorus]
I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh (Bling)
Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh (Grr)
Dead fresh, walkin' corpse (Fresh), make your wife ask for divorce, uh
Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Rolled back to my hood rollin' dope in my Rolls (Royce)
And my AMG sound raggedy, grandma like, "What's that noise?", yuh
Try me, it's a tragedy, turn your block to a morgue, uh (Yeah)
King shit, I'm your majesty (Yeah), I rock a lots of gold (Glizzock, yeah, yeah)
Got six watches, but two of 'em cost a quarter, nigga (Oh my God)
Yeah, I ran them racks, so now they feelin' like I owe 'em, nigga, yuh
Ain't tryna hear shit so I fill my earlobes up with boulders, nigga, yuh
South Memphis nigga, jewelry cold, Minnesota, nigga, yuh
Yeah, I'm bumpin' Three 6, pourin' sizzurp in my soda, nigga
Paper Route the gang (Gang), we some cutthroat soldiers, nigga
Yellow everythang, be cautious when your approach a nigga
Cautious, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy
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