Double Crossed Baby Money
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[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
They got my mans on twenty-four, they push his tray under his door
I used to sleep inside the cold, now heated plates under my floor
Start from scratch with black tar, can show you how to grow a crow
Yeah, that nigga broke my heart, I had to stay away from Joe
I was usin' Gene piss, it got me put inside the hole
Me and Tello was bumpin' heads, but I can't change, that's my bro
That's my mama child
So much snow inside the streets and I'm just tryna pile it
Two hundred 'bows inside the room the only time it's crowded
You drivin' nuts over a bitch that got a lot of mileage
She just rolled her numbers back and she just tryna hide it
Ain't got no cash, but got a strap, so he gon' ride with violence, nigga
[Chorus]
Okay, it's crazy, you think you got somebody that's gon' really care
The whole time, it be them niggas, gotta be aware
It's fifty-fifty, don't take shit, nigga, we can share it
No trust fund, this my daddy beef that I inherit
It's crazy, you think you got somebody that's gon' really care
The whole time, it be them niggas, gotta be aware
It's fifty-fifty, don't take shit, nigga, we can share it
No trust fund, this my daddy beef that I inherit
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
They got my mans on twenty-four, they push his tray under his door
I used to sleep inside the cold, now heated plates under my floor
Start from scratch with black tar, can show you how to grow a crow
Yeah, that nigga broke my heart, I had to stay away from Joe
I was usin' Gene piss, it got me put inside the hole
Me and Tello was bumpin' heads, but I can't change, that's my bro
That's my mama child
So much snow inside the streets and I'm just tryna pile it
Two hundred 'bows inside the room the only time it's crowded
You drivin' nuts over a bitch that got a lot of mileage
She just rolled her numbers back and she just tryna hide it
Ain't got no cash, but got a strap, so he gon' ride with violence, nigga
[Chorus]
Okay, it's crazy, you think you got somebody that's gon' really care
The whole time, it be them niggas, gotta be aware
It's fifty-fifty, don't take shit, nigga, we can share it
No trust fund, this my daddy beef that I inherit
It's crazy, you think you got somebody that's gon' really care
The whole time, it be them niggas, gotta be aware
It's fifty-fifty, don't take shit, nigga, we can share it
No trust fund, this my daddy beef that I inherit
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