Lyrics Worth It - Sofay

(Mhmm)
(Yo! Benji)

They gave my nigga 60 years,They should've charged the judge
And ain fucking with these bitches just because
You know I love 100s and 50s still count the dubs
And don't bring up no old shit it is what it was
I had that thang on me when we met face to face
Brother spent 2 Mill just to fight 1 case
Stay humble get paid just to see another day
12 stopped lil bra short he was just on his way

It ain't worth it naw it ain't worth it
Got to load da steel for these niggas tryna hurt me
Pack was on a treadmill that bitch smelling musty
This bankroll got me clean but my past real dusty
Heard that lil pretty bitch did him real ugly
I gotta keep that thang on me, stack this money so tall
Nigga that I can't see
These niggas so lame they don't know what they want to be
Nigga don't play with me I'll fly yo bitch across the sea
Show that bitch some shit she never seen
How da fuck you get a triple beam
I know the streets waiting on me
I'm on da shit these niggas want to be
I'm all in Miami you'll think I'm with the Zzz
He gotta go see the fairy we made that nigga lose his teeth
Don't care how bad she is I'ma put that bitch on her knees
Tell Von pop the champagne I just bought a new gun James Bond Aim
They praying for my downfall but I'ma do my thang
I to cut them niggas off they were loose strings
(Yea)
They were loose strings I had to tell these lil bitches
This the new me
They had my back against the wall like a flat screen
97 Hot boy shit Bling Bling

They gave my nigga 60 years,They should've charged the judge
And ain fucking with these bitches just because
You know I love 100s and 50s still count the dubs
And don't bring up no old shit it is what it was
I had that thang on me when we met face to face
Brother spent 2 Mill just to fight 1 case
Stay humble get paid just to see another day
12 stopped lil bra short he was just on his way

Can't fuck with niggas I'm to paranoid
This gas so loud I'm hearing hella noise
Told my bitch we on da way up Young nigga run up bands
I stack that cake up
Told these niggas better get out my way Big Von I walk around
With this Draco
Nigga know I do not play push up yea right where you stay
I done trapped out of My play clothes
Ran this bank up Yea big bankrolls
That's why we call it street money Young nigga I'm tryna
Get some Meech Money
(Yeaa)
I want me richard mille These niggas be playing they so cheap
These niggas sidewalk they know I'm to street
I came from da trenches I keep this shit G
No talk don't do no repeat, yea pop up like this shit 3D
Keep that glock Yea it's tied next to me
All my niggas they MoB Yea they deep
Stayed down ran it up I hurt my feet
Wash that gun down With just bleach
My young nigga just threw it In da creek
We standing like 6ft deep

They gave my nigga 60 years,They should've charged the judge
And ain fucking with these bitches just because
You know I love 100s and 50s still count the dubs
And don't bring up no old shit it is what it was
I had that thang on me when we met face to face
Brother spent 2 Mill just to fight 1 case
Stay humble get paid just to see another day
12 stopped lil bra short he was just on his way
(I to cut them niggas off)
(They were loose strings)

(They were loose strings)

(I had to tell these lil bitches)
(This the new me)
(They had my back against)
(The wall like a flat screen)
(97 Hot boy shit)