[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Life is what you make it, put no question on it
Shit, I know the bag touch, I put my blessing on it
Get the work for cheap, but double up, I put my extras on it
Can't believe he tried to scrap, I pulled my weapon on him
[Verse 2: Tripm0neyy]
[?] steady calling on my line, gave me [?]
I'ma keep stomping on the gas, until this bitch break
[?] pop with a perkaset [?]
Niggas really hoes, around this bitch screaming [?]
[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
I heard y'all the plug, a lotta money, you like Dae Dae
I've been getting off from selling boes, having my way way
No, this ain't no fucking Draco, this an S.K
Sold out of everything that I'm selling, I had a good day
[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
Over [?] I'm catching plays with my esse
Just cashed on some [?] they 9 [?]
Getting head from this white bitch, and her breasts fake
[?] rest in peace, but ain't got no death date
[Verse 5: Slap Savage]
Foreign lil bitch out in Miami, call me [?]
I told her that I'm good on the head, I heard her breath stink
The same day a nigga play with me, he getting his death date
Why the fuck I need a job? When I just made a nigga net pay
Life is what you make it, put no question on it
Shit, I know the bag touch, I put my blessing on it
Get the work for cheap, but double up, I put my extras on it
Can't believe he tried to scrap, I pulled my weapon on him
[Verse 2: Tripm0neyy]
[?] steady calling on my line, gave me [?]
I'ma keep stomping on the gas, until this bitch break
[?] pop with a perkaset [?]
Niggas really hoes, around this bitch screaming [?]
[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
I heard y'all the plug, a lotta money, you like Dae Dae
I've been getting off from selling boes, having my way way
No, this ain't no fucking Draco, this an S.K
Sold out of everything that I'm selling, I had a good day
[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
Over [?] I'm catching plays with my esse
Just cashed on some [?] they 9 [?]
Getting head from this white bitch, and her breasts fake
[?] rest in peace, but ain't got no death date
[Verse 5: Slap Savage]
Foreign lil bitch out in Miami, call me [?]
I told her that I'm good on the head, I heard her breath stink
The same day a nigga play with me, he getting his death date
Why the fuck I need a job? When I just made a nigga net pay
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