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My mama always told me, "You are what you around"
You hangin' around leeches, you'll become a leech (Go crazy, AG)
You hang around somebody negative, you gon' start
You know, promotin' negative energy
But me, I hang around hustlers, so you know
You know what I am
Uh
See, every day we get money
Monday through Sunday
No days off, that money call, you know I'm coming
We ain't doin' no frontin'
This new carbine hold a hundred
Said where I'm from you ain't nothin' without some money
My mama always told me, "You are what you around"
You hangin' around leeches, you'll become a leech (Go crazy, AG)
You hang around somebody negative, you gon' start
You know, promotin' negative energy
But me, I hang around hustlers, so you know
You know what I am
Uh
See, every day we get money
Monday through Sunday
No days off, that money call, you know I'm coming
We ain't doin' no frontin'
This new carbine hold a hundred
Said where I'm from you ain't nothin' without some money
Get some money, yeah
Play with mine, I'm on your ass
Catch him out of bounds, I do him bad
Stolo slidin', ain't got no tag
Jones, Jeudy, Jag' fast
Been doin' it since a young age
Bitch, I'm a nigga you won't fade
Chillin' in the basement, just me, Anthony, and Vontе
Get money like Floyd, but I drop shit likе I'm Gervonta
How you play gon' end up one way
Don't go down that street, it's a one-way
My bitch drip like R.I.P. the runway
Off-White denim, Dior sneakers
Yeah, I love her, but don't need her
Man, my hard head turned me evil
Play with mine, I'm on your ass
Catch him out of bounds, I do him bad
Stolo slidin', ain't got no tag
Jones, Jeudy, Jag' fast
Been doin' it since a young age
Bitch, I'm a nigga you won't fade
Chillin' in the basement, just me, Anthony, and Vontе
Get money like Floyd, but I drop shit likе I'm Gervonta
How you play gon' end up one way
Don't go down that street, it's a one-way
My bitch drip like R.I.P. the runway
Off-White denim, Dior sneakers
Yeah, I love her, but don't need her
Man, my hard head turned me evil
Look in the mirror, see the reaper
I'm by myself, still seeing people
Don't tell my problems to the preacher
Damn, I just pulled up Demon
This shit look good, ain't what you thinkin'
My life here, this shit get dangerous
Won't do a show without my banger
My gang got bodies, I'll name 'em
Nah, shh, keep quiet
The feds already buildin' it
Free Osama, man, I miss my nigga, nah, literally
Baby, please don't tell me that you love me, you don't really mean it
Ridin' in a Wraith, see stars, I thought I was dreaming
See, every day we get money
Monday through Sunday
I'm by myself, still seeing people
Don't tell my problems to the preacher
Damn, I just pulled up Demon
This shit look good, ain't what you thinkin'
My life here, this shit get dangerous
Won't do a show without my banger
My gang got bodies, I'll name 'em
Nah, shh, keep quiet
The feds already buildin' it
Free Osama, man, I miss my nigga, nah, literally
Baby, please don't tell me that you love me, you don't really mean it
Ridin' in a Wraith, see stars, I thought I was dreaming
See, every day we get money
Monday through Sunday
No days off, that money call, you know I'm coming
We ain't doin' no frontin'
This new carbine hold a hundred
Said where I'm from you ain't nothin' without some money
Get some money, yeah
You ain't nothin' without some money
They wasn't there when I ain't have it
Nah, but I knew I wasn't average
Them tough times, they ain't lastin'
Yeah
I hope they don't smell all them packages
Ayy, I ain't mean to speak on, yeah, lil' baby, bitch, we stampin' shit
We ain't doin' no frontin'
This new carbine hold a hundred
Said where I'm from you ain't nothin' without some money
Get some money, yeah
You ain't nothin' without some money
They wasn't there when I ain't have it
Nah, but I knew I wasn't average
Them tough times, they ain't lastin'
Yeah
I hope they don't smell all them packages
Ayy, I ain't mean to speak on, yeah, lil' baby, bitch, we stampin' shit
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