AirlineJay - Sweepstake текст песни

Текст песни Sweepstake - AirlineJay




Bitches be calling my phone i hang up
Niggaz like bitches so i don't say much
Pull up in foreigns with women they want
Shawty a cheap date she had me for lunch
Money came in off the merch niggaz hate that
Still wit them niggaz, same niggaz from way back
Dlo and fashy, the fashion still A1
Nigga don't ask me bout money go get some
Been on a run for month
You niggaz stuck in a slump
Tinted the whip so you niggaz
Can't see shawty countin up ones
In the front
Yea we all came from the slums
But some niggaz never get it
Make excuses why the debit
Ain't got funds, my nigga dead it
But you grippin guns, pathetic
I need the trunk in the front
Money in stocks
And a house for the fun
Lake in the back
With a fountain in front
Butler and maid
Need some lobster for lunch
Came from the bottom
The top of the dump
Played in a mud in a fresh pair of ones
Winning so momma be proud of her son
Turn the block to a yacht got her out in the sun
Like a sweepstake how i stunt
Tell the dawgs i'll call em back
I'm on the freeway going dumb
Growing up we had no money
Now i'm tripping wit these ones
Wildin' like i got no manners
Sorry momma gotta run
What's in the dark gon come to light
Niggaz hate behind my back
Now tell me how you sleep at night
I was up for many nights
I stay prayed got my weight up
Had to manifest this life
Can't really careless what a nigga say
Took his lil bitch on a dinner date
Ran up the bill like she starving dawg
You would think lil baby never ate
Told me to penetrate told her i'm good
All for the optics ya man he a dub
This shit embarrassing he gon be mad again
Pack up yo bags girl it's back to da hood
Fuck nigga i don't fear much
Bum nigga get ya gear up
Got a crib at the clear port
Can tell niggaz never lear much
Do my dance to the money
She gon dance for the money
Do it all for the money
Drop the top when it's sunny
Like a sweepstake how i stunt
Tell the dawgs i'll call em back
I'm on the freeway going dumb
Growing up we had no money
Now i'm tripping wit these ones
Wildin' like i got no manners
Sorry momma gotta run
What's in the dark gon come to light
Niggaz hate behind my back
Now tell me how you sleep at night
I was up for many nights
I stay prayed got my weight up
Had to manifest this life



Авторы: Jevon Campbell



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