[Verse 1: At night I think about it, them can't without me Them bitches try to me, a nigga came up out it Talking about it, niggas ain't 'bout it, you talking How could they doubt me? How could they doubt me? They wasn't me How could they and take it from us? All of my niggas that it with us Fuck all them haters, can't get in touch I was impatient, I was in a I taking that molly, making her up I care for nothing, I made it, I all the comments, they hating on us Tell them they this cause nobody done this I be stacking it up, not be showing no love, I got that shit out the mud I sit in front of that jug, I didn't have much, I barely made it to I'm on my mama's support, she didn't abort, I owe that lady the 'Til I did it for her, for her, she still my favorite
Birdman] Yeah, we move them in my neighborhood Double strap the macks in my neighborhood We get the money, them hundreds in my neighborhood I staying tote down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't nigga, clear a round and get flipped nigga just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga We all in my neighborhood We get them hundreds, keep it running my neighborhood
2: Ralo] Counting the bricks, counting the bricks, counting the I your bitch, you want your bitch, she want the dick Pull up, pull up in that Wraith with the plugs, none of these gon' take it from us with us, nigga you would, I be fucking these hoes in the club Fuck the OP, I know that I did it, all of my niggas gon' their business I get it, I spend it, you know that I'm winning, none of my been broke in a minute All of these bitches embrace me, I it's because of my bracelet You see that look on they faces, you know them niggas was Tell 'em that I'm gonna win, I'm do it again, none of my niggas have been I got out of the pen, now get rich off a pen Do you remember me selling I used to live at yellow stone Now a nigga better though I ain't ever going back to
Birdman] Yeah, we them bricks in my neighborhood Double strap the macks in my neighborhood We get the money, flip hundreds in my neighborhood I staying tote stay down in my Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a and get flipped nigga Hustle just for them Crips nigga, we do shit just for them flips nigga We all in my neighborhood We get them hundreds, keep it through my neighborhood
[Verse 3: De'Shon] Ever the song? Time ain't money, got the Rollie and they still on me On the highway no license and they still on me I got a on it right now, that loud talking, better pipe down 'Fore I catch a body right now, I'm talking right now Officer outside claiming county 'fore you try, think about it Wrist roll, nigga bank about it, everybody paper rounds Most of niggas be lying, most of these niggas be lying Never committed a crime, pull out a fine, they crying, what's on the back of your I'm on mob shit, we steal it, we rob shit, we kill it No swiping, no cop shit, in the trench, got dope in the in the skillets and Bloods show me love in my neighborhood Before you me, better be cautious in my neighborhood
[Hook: Yeah, we them bricks in my neighborhood Double strap the macks in my neighborhood We get the money, flip them hundreds in my I staying tote down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get nigga Hustle just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips We all gravy in my We get them hundreds, keep it running through my