Lyrics Lemon - Promonant

My daddy died in a cold way, pray to God that I only die from old age.
Hey, clientele getting overweight.
Applying pressure to the speakers while I'm getting paid.
Ion even wanna rap them the old days.
Put my city on the map give em throwaways.
Can't complain when I'm loyal to the game.
Had a lil bitty thot try to wipe away my name.
Damn.
But that's really how the hoes work.
Get the bag count the cash kick em to the curb.
Stay low don't speak don't say a word.
I been here, lemme get what i deserve.
When the cash start jumping all the hoes come running.
No I'm not a bully please don't push me sonny.
Kicking down the door, now I'm Bruce Lee stunting.
Port, that's my city how I'm coming.
Switch the flow while I'm rapping I'm smoking beats like an addict.
Rest in peace to my daddy he was a well known savage.
Wait...
OG, niggas thinking that they know me.
Can't control me, nigga my flow be that potion.
Her pussy soaking, in too deep, I think I'm floating.
My legs going south so I had to move slow.
Caught a Charlie Horse tryna ride her to floor.
I stay independent but you already know.
I ain't never scared, of no beef slow ya roll.
You the man, that's some shit you gotta show.
My best friends, got some money on the low.
Shout out Wesson, and all my niggas from the Moore.
Heavy, how I'm living suckas not ready.
Please stop playing, fuck around and might regret it.
Before we was getting to the bread we had to work.
But you niggas heard it hear first.
Light skin senorita badder than rihanna on the verse.
Try to cross me and be dispersed.
Rolex, iced out, put some pep into ya grind.
Still Ballin, bitch we do it all the time.
Fast money, wtf is on ya mind.
I work hard I'm connected to the finest.
Real talk, all my clothes ain't designer.
Big dawg, all my homies stay beside me.
I'm tryna figure out, why the real ones dying.
It's looking like conspiracy, I feel it but I'm silent.
This right here be the new flow that I'm poppin.
Ask around the town they say my flow is retarted.
They might try to kill me if they go back and rewind it.
Till then stack a milli let my music speak regardless.

I get it how I live it, you haters thought that I was finished.
I came back for the killing.
Your eyes start switching,
When a real ones in the building, quit the talk you gone listen.
I be about a bidness, stacking dolla dolla billys.
Like we on top.
I keep a lot of green I was born around March.
That mean I'm all about the guap.
The crew going live, Port Squad we got the game on lock.
Stay from round us with the hate if you a
Opp, send the bass to ya block, won't stop.
I'm bout to drop that bump in your town bump in your town bump it.
Come through yo town bumping my sound run it.
Taking the crown taking em down stomp em.
Walk in the crowd jumping around stunting.