Lyrics




Let me tell you niggas straight up (straight up)
I ain't got time for no haters (no haters)
Boy, if you ain't talking 'bout paper
Better get your weight up
Baby, I'm on the grind, so you ain't gotta wait up
No, my mind's already made up
Still getting money, blowing all kind of flavors
Man, I keep a strap on me, homie, everywhere that I go
Everywhere that I go, I'm just letting you know
Okay, I'm back up on the scene
I ain't trying to be the king, but I swear a nigga clean
Got beans, got white, got green
All type, got lean, all night for the fiends
What you mean? You know what I mean
What you see up on the screen, shawty, ain't what it seems
I ain't gotta scream, niggas still know the name
My whole clique strapped, I ain't worried 'bout a thing
So with or without the fame, I'ma keep it G though
Breeze keep a bad bitch everywhere that he go
I got 'em hating, they don't wanna see a G blow
But God got a bigger plan, they can't even see it so
Let me tell you niggas straight up (straight up)
I ain't got time for no haters (no haters)
Boy, if you ain't talking 'bout paper
Better get your weight up
Baby, I'm on the grind, so you ain't gotta wait up
No, my mind's already made up
Still getting money, blowing all kind of flavors
Man, I keep a strap on me, homie, everywhere that I go
Everywhere that I go, I'm just letting you know
Hey, won't you go and turn this shit up
Boy, I'm so cool, I'm in the booth with my feet up
Yeah, and I'm just starting to heat up
4-5Th chrome on me, who you finna beat up?
Not Breeze, better go and do some research
Roll with some niggas that'll blow your whole street up
Put you on a T-shirt, thinking shit gravy
Young Money, Weezy Baby
Grew up on the corner 'cause the corner what made me
Kept a strong mind so the haters can't phase me
Been a long time, still the people say
You can tell how I drive the ladies crazy
Let me tell you niggas straight up (straight up)
I ain't got time for no haters (no haters)
Boy, if you ain't talking 'bout paper
Better get your weight up
Baby, I'm on the grind, so you ain't gotta wait up
No, my mind's already made up
Still getting money, blowing all kind of flavors
Man, I keep a strap on me, homie, everywhere that I go
Everywhere that I go, I'm just letting you know





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