Songtexte For Real - 27 Mari

Bad lil bitch wanna be me If she want it from me, gotta feed me
They know It's a monster in me come unleash me
I'm on demon time, cleaning my money with squeezes
One day caught, em' lackin' next day it was free

Wanna stop the go, gotta freeze me Open the door, get the keys for me
When I woke from my dream, all I saw was gray
And I won't ever stop till we reach the end
Just have to wait till we fuck up again

But you know that we won't cause we in with the win
Stack up my money till we reach the limit
I get what I want cause I'm in it Bad lil white bitch, name Emmit
She still fuck with me even though I'm the trenches

Can't fuck with the big dawgs, we at the top
This ain't 2k but we make em flop
When we slide to the house, make sure the door locked
Cause the blicky making bodies drop

And I'm always around with the fuckin' za
That shit will have you sleepin' on God
Keep up with the news, stay from under that rock
Cause bitch you'll know who's on top

Bad lil bitch wanna be me If she want it from me, gotta feed me
They know It's a monster in me come unleash me
I'm on demon time, cleaning my money with squeezes
One day caught, em' lackin' next day it was free

Wanna stop the go, gotta freeze me
Open the door, get the keys for me
When I woke from my dream, all I saw was gray
Achieving our goals it was mission impossible
Got there first like, they called an audible

Don't jump in that race, they gon' laugh at you
Try to get sneaky, you don't see what this dagger do
One day that we leave, come and walk with me
Take the cuffs off, let me free

I'm a gift, I'm a treasury
When I woke from my dream, all I saw was gray
I be proving you niggas wrong on a daily
All of my money came off of the scaly

Bright red beam, bullets get to railing em
I be making my money, that's all in the daily
I be speaking my facts on the mic, that's for real
Pussy, don't get yourself killed

Give me my credit, knowin' that's steal
fish on the line bringing back the reels
I cannot wait to prove you niggas wrong
Taking a hit straight from the bong
Beat on my chest, Mr. King Kong

This is my motherfuckin' favorite song
I am a puzzle, I'm really uncharted
You way behind because I been fuckin' started
Look at the list, my name fuckin' charted

You stinky, must've fuckin' farted
Shoot to the skies like I'm a fuckin' rocket
50 bands inside four of my pockets
Get it safe and make sure that you lock it

Get my blicky loaded and I'm poppin
I am a gift, better trasure me
This is for real, I'm really moving free
Open the door get the keys for me

When I woke from my dream, all I saw was gray
Oh, oh, oh, yuh