Lyrics Loaded (feat. DJ Flippp & Temper Beats) [Bonus Version] - Sugarboy Big T

On God, I live my life with lotta bravery, gang

Mom raised a nigga with no worry
Gettin' cash money with my hoodies
I hustle everyday, tryna make me a gain
'Reelin' from this pain, it's drivin' me insane
Stackin' up that paper, money flowing through my veins
Stackin' up my cheddar, got no time for the haters
Watch over the hood, we the drug dealers
Money got me baffled, I'm loaded, ayy

A lyrical assault, I'm mad at the world
Fuck SEO, Ion need no keywords
I've faced my haters, time after time
Fuck them, aye, it's the cure for my mind
I quick with my words, got the wit and the speed
Lyrical heavyweight never back down (shit)
I'm the greatest, the strength inside
Self made money, let's take pride oh (shit)
Ready to go, just trying to win, I bob and weave
Spitting venom with my words
See them scatter like scared birds
'Burning like a wildfire, unleashing my wrath (gang)
Rage inside me, it's cutting through like a path
Drug lord inspire, make folks sing
This life ain't no fair, don't get killed
We the realest now, we the men now (yeah)
They can't keep up with me, I bet
Thanks to my bullets (uh huh)
Get outta my face, I knock you off your feet (brrah)
'Stepping in the shit, really ready for bullshit
Big T the champ, can't you see
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Street boss, put thousand bucks on the table
Nigga keep runnin' numbers, stay humble, oh (shit)

Mom raised a nigga with no worry
Gettin' cash money with my hoodies (gang)
I hustle everyday (brrah), tryna make me a gain
'Reelin' from this pain, it's drivin' me insane
Stackin' up that paper, money flowing through my veins (ja)
Stackin' up my cheddar, (ja) got no time for the haters (ja)
Watch over the hood, we the drug dealers
Money got me baffled, I'm loaded, ayy

Every time a nigga get up, money on his mind (skurrt)
Old cappin'-ass niggas, let them stay behind
I get it with no hassle, money got me baffled
Fuck niggas up, ain't no game, I'm loaded
She say I'm that nigga, I'm your worst nightmare
Scars on my heart, pockets full of grands (shit)
Every dollar earned, a symbol that I'm movin' fast
My scars are reminders of my past
The pain remains, no matter the cash (gang)
No matter riches, the pain hits deep
Wishing for relief, as I try not to weep
Street boss, can't link up with no rappers (yeah)
I get what you need, nigga I'm with it (ja)
Watch over the hood (ja), we the drug dealers (ja)
Lotta pretty girls wanna fuck on me
Kilos on kilos, I grab my daily paid
Ion need yo help, nigga let me breath
Pull on you, where the keys at, where the safe at
Glock with a drum, don't get claped (brrah)
Where these niggas from, talking like they about it
I got scars from the streets, bruh I'm with it
I'm my own boss, all my lyrics hits
Nigga Imma pull up, tweakin' like yo step daddy
On God, I live my life with lotta bravery, gang (yeah)

Mom raised a nigga with no worry
Gettin' cash money with my hoodies (gang)
I hustle everyday (brrah), tryna make me a gain
'Reelin' from this pain, it's drivin' me insane
Stackin' up that paper, money flowing through my veins (ja)
Stackin' up my cheddar, (ja) got no time for the haters (ja)
Watch over the hood, we the drug dealers (uh huh)
Money got me baffled, I'm loaded, ayy

Gang
Mom raised a nigga with no worry
Gettin' cash money with my hoodies
I hustle everyday, tryna make me a gain
'Reelin' from this pain, it's drivin' me insane
Stackin' up that paper, money flowing through my veins
Stackin' up my cheddar, got no time for the haters
Watch over the hood, we the drug dealers
Money got me baffled, I'm loaded, ayy