Lyrics




Take a deep breath, man
I mean, take a long, deep breath
Know that if you call the shots, we at war
Paper and ink made this
Hey Dani, you made it slick
Try four
I'ma make it rain when we catch niggas
Over speaking on this game, we done stretched niggas
Give a fuck about no fame, put you next with them niggas
Careful mentioning my name, could bring death for niggas
Know that I'm gonna make it rain when we catch niggas
Over speaking on this game, we done stretched niggas
I give a fuck about no fame, put you next with them niggas
Careful mentioning my name
Aye, let's keep this shit real
You niggas ain't drop nothing through the deal
Quit all that whooping like you active on them drills
Shit you asking to get killed
See Angelo and bitches taking photos
Tried to hide the fact the bitch exposed him as a homo
Oh, we know though, make sure you don't forget
I can't function niggas on the net, go pull a skit
Aye, fuck you niggas with?
Always switching up your game
How is this legit?
This shit just ain't the same
Little T a sex offender in the beam, he ain't from Maine
The other nerd ain't in to be, a lot of fans be in the way
Aye, you ever seen a key?
I know niggas play piano
When we lose one in the streets, we do more
Than light a candle, that's on T-Money
Broke niggas always want to argue, learn to keep money
Famous 'cause I rap, but ask the shooters in them streets with me
Them niggas around me geeking and they geek with me
Aye, I bounce out anywhere in Sac, I bring the East with me
I'ma make it rain when we catch niggas
Over speaking on this game, we done stretched niggas
Give a fuck about no fame, put you next with them niggas
Careful mentioning my name, could bring death for niggas
Know that I'm gonna make it rain when we catch niggas
Over speaking on this game, we done stretched niggas
I give a fuck about no fame, put you next with them niggas
Careful mentioning my name
Aye, I'm hands on what your man's on, get him touched
Oh that dumb nigga?
Yeah, that one nigga, he got plugged
You come playing with the rules, don't give a fuck about your cuz
Niggas running on the freeway, give a fuck about your buzz
Aye little bitch, come piss me off 'cause I shit on you niggas
I've been quiet, I don't talk, but I get on all you niggas
Aye, where you from?
Grew up in the East but wasn't born there
And that little bitch, she left you
For the team 'cause you was boring her
What's popping, nigga?
Keep my name about you niggas' mix 'cause I pop niggas
Ain't no other beat me with a stick
You must forgot, nigga, I'm the one that sent him on them skids
I did a lot with him
Pull up on your shit and let it rip
Aye, you dope at keeping shit inside my DM, you ain't active, nigga
You ain't slide on them times we tried to snatch them niggas
Aye, I'd be broad daylight with this pipe, ask your big homie
You playing with your life telling niggas you gonna get him
I'ma make it rain when we catch niggas
Over speaking on this game, we done stretched niggas
Give a fuck about no fame, put you next with them niggas
Careful mentioning my name, could bring death for niggas
Know that I'm gonna make it rain when we catch niggas
Over speaking on this game, we done stretched niggas
I give a fuck about no fame, put you next with them niggas
Careful mentioning my name
Yeah, I ain't no Superman businessman like you
You know, I'm just a gangster, I suppose



Writer(s): Marcquise Dionte Burgess, Esteban De Anda Copyright: Annuity Songs, Music By Paper&ink


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