Street Blessings
Money in bundles
I got that bag they hoping I fumble
My young niggas hungry they hoppin in vans
And pullin down on you


My neck phenomena, dem diamonds be dancing they be performing
I’m shittin no charmin but not like the fugees killin em softly
Lane switching in that big body
Still hang with niggas got big bodies


You don’t like me that’s a big probably
And it might be over a bitch probably
Still front line when them licks callin
Brought one brick and put a six on it


Like a spoiled ass lil brat shit , a nigga had to throw a fit on it
Shit I’m big homie to the big homies
Still looking like a brick on me
Coke still got the fish on it, FN with the stick on it

Maserati with the kit on it, broke conversations I’m stiff on em

Why the fuck you keep callin my phone
I know what you mean
I can’t do shit like that


If it ain’t bout no money ion even wanna talk about that shit
Ya hear me
I’m tryin get me some mo
I done been broke before


Ain’t like how it feel to be broke, so I sold plenty of dope
Money on overload
Like I been printing the dough
Get em by truck loads and when they come thru


It be print on that dope
Ballin out for no reason, weather bad switch seasons
Beans on me like Easter my phone drilling off pieces
Used to pull up in caprices, now I pull up on beamers

With a bank roll and a beeper, make them haters some believers
Boy I’m just fine ice ion see the time
Make it rain in g5 money long like vine
Water whippin on the fire when I’m whippin this fire
Fly shit is my attire, if she don’t like it I’ll buy her
(Aite aite)
Ion wish I got is for my niggas to be free (free em)
All these damn fuck boys tryin trick me off the streets (see em)


All these damn haters I feel like they the police
All rats gotta die I got my blessings out the street