[Intro]
(Oh, yeah, Sam, that bitch right here go hard)
(Tuned Up)
Yeah, yeah
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)
[Chorus]
Cash in my pocket, mud in my cup
Used to count, now I need money to wash out the pain
My brodie trappin', he get a pack, go and ball out
But know that the streets ain't a game
Used to have chemistry, thought she was into me
She met the streets, now she sleepin' with lames
I used to walk through the storm, but now I could floor it
200 switchin' up lanes
Look how I'm livin', you really think that I'm slippin'
Run up and make that decision
Get it and flip it, get it back, then I go split it
I know a lot 'bout division
And I know a lot 'bout the spendin'
I dropped a lot on my pendant
Wanna be at the top whеn I finish
I drop the top when I'm in it
I don't think I could drop for a minute
Drop thе Glock and I hip it
(Oh, yeah, Sam, that bitch right here go hard)
(Tuned Up)
Yeah, yeah
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)
[Chorus]
Cash in my pocket, mud in my cup
Used to count, now I need money to wash out the pain
My brodie trappin', he get a pack, go and ball out
But know that the streets ain't a game
Used to have chemistry, thought she was into me
She met the streets, now she sleepin' with lames
I used to walk through the storm, but now I could floor it
200 switchin' up lanes
Look how I'm livin', you really think that I'm slippin'
Run up and make that decision
Get it and flip it, get it back, then I go split it
I know a lot 'bout division
And I know a lot 'bout the spendin'
I dropped a lot on my pendant
Wanna be at the top whеn I finish
I drop the top when I'm in it
I don't think I could drop for a minute
Drop thе Glock and I hip it
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