Dying Breed Tony Shhnow

[Intro]
(Dylvinci got the code)
Yeah, yeah
Money gettin' nigga
Yeah, flashy nigga
Fuckin' hoes
Yeah, cars, clothes, all that man
Yeah, bitch

[Chorus]
I am the last of a dying breed
Cut a bitch off, she ain't about to trap me
Runnin' up the money, treat it like a track meet
If it ain't bout' a hunnid shawty don't ask me
Alotta hate up in these streets
But I show all love
These niggas soft but you know they like to talk tough
When it all go down I'ma count up
If you don't got no money I don't wanna link up
I was broke, got a check then I lifted up
Call your hoe buffet she gon' eat me up
I know you niggas fruit, they don't wanna beef with us
I know you niggas mad, why you ain't believe in us?
I am thе last of a dying breed
Shawty on her knees like she tryna honor mе
Still a kid, he don't ever grab no green
Please don't call if you don't want the whole thing