[Chorus: Izzy 93 & Lil A]
These niggas been hating since back in the days
I keep me a Glock when I'm rocking the stage
I ran that shit up, don't do minimum wage
I took me some risks and I'm never afraid
Got money on money, I stack up them bands
I fuck on this ho, then I pass to my mans
My niggas on lock, yeah they still in the can
I still send them bread, and I do what I can
I'm a man of my word and I do what I can
Swiping that visa, I eat off the land
I'm watching with vultures
I know what they plan
They're trynna get me, and all of my bands
Either we trap or we rob or we scam
Anything we do, we do for them bands
Try to run up and we pop at your mans
All of my gang, keep Glocks in they hands
[Verse 1: Izzy93]
Got a blick on my waist, I'm finna get it in
He say the wrong thing, his block is where we spin
You going against me, all I know is win
Everything that I do, I do it for my twin
I had to go hustle cause it wasn't handed
I know that these hating niggas can't stand it
And I be so fly that I ain't ever landing
I came from the bottom, but my name ain't Sandy
They loving the kid, my name is what they chanting
I'm off the drink, it really left me slanted
I pull out them VVs, watch how they start dancing
He try to rob me and took his life for granted
Why they hating? Cause I'm popping now
Hoes love it when I'm popping out
There ain't no talking when them choppers out
It's murder creek, they know what we about
From the hood, but they know I'm a star
I can't wait until I cop double R's
Whole city really know who we are
Cause in the booth I done really came far
These niggas been hating since back in the days
I keep me a Glock when I'm rocking the stage
I ran that shit up, don't do minimum wage
I took me some risks and I'm never afraid
Got money on money, I stack up them bands
I fuck on this ho, then I pass to my mans
My niggas on lock, yeah they still in the can
I still send them bread, and I do what I can
I'm a man of my word and I do what I can
Swiping that visa, I eat off the land
I'm watching with vultures
I know what they plan
They're trynna get me, and all of my bands
Either we trap or we rob or we scam
Anything we do, we do for them bands
Try to run up and we pop at your mans
All of my gang, keep Glocks in they hands
[Verse 1: Izzy93]
Got a blick on my waist, I'm finna get it in
He say the wrong thing, his block is where we spin
You going against me, all I know is win
Everything that I do, I do it for my twin
I had to go hustle cause it wasn't handed
I know that these hating niggas can't stand it
And I be so fly that I ain't ever landing
I came from the bottom, but my name ain't Sandy
They loving the kid, my name is what they chanting
I'm off the drink, it really left me slanted
I pull out them VVs, watch how they start dancing
He try to rob me and took his life for granted
Why they hating? Cause I'm popping now
Hoes love it when I'm popping out
There ain't no talking when them choppers out
It's murder creek, they know what we about
From the hood, but they know I'm a star
I can't wait until I cop double R's
Whole city really know who we are
Cause in the booth I done really came far
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