Testo Gifted - Baby Money
Testo della canzone Gifted (Baby Money), tratta dall'album YNOS 2
Everybody chill, chill
They ain't gon' be like this for long
I'm gifted, I made two bands off a bowl play
The Presi' plain, the AP got a froze face
Vacuum sealin', I been countin' up the whole day
They heard I got a thousand of 'em at a low price
We pop Percs when it's 'bout to be a long flight
He'll go and catch a body just to earn stripes
I'm wrapped up in all Celine for my cold nights
So much work, all the fiends can have a snowfight
I came from slow nights, no fights, blow pipes
Two rooms, no lights, four spoons, no knife
Her pussy good if I ever hit that ho twice
They say I'm trippin', I just wanna cop more ice
I can't tell you how I got here, I just thank God
Tell her she can't spend the night, I had a great time
I'm hood rich, I surround myself 'round great vibes
Overdo it, rock two watches at the same time
I done seen it all, I done done it all
A angel to my mama, in the streets, I'm a dog
I lost a couple games, after that, I won 'em all
But I was runnin' up a check while these niggas runnin' off
A dead opp, I seen that, black card, I mean that
This bitch just pulled off, called
Her phone like, "Bring my lean back"
So much drank in the room, I might relapse
From my belt to my shoes, it was three racks
We up now, the pool look like Key West
Drivin' cars down to Florida, bring the keys back
The hard times show who loyal, I should tweet that
Clutch your pole on everybody and just keep stackin'
I'm just a hustler, motherfucker, the reaper like my brother
Tell 'em hit my phone, they get cheaper by the dozen
This lil' bitch at home, gotta keep her out the public
Bought the bitch a plain jane, gave it back and told me bust it
I can't tell you how I got here, I just thank God
Tell her she can't spend the night, I had a great time
I'm hood rich, I surround myself 'round great vibes
Overdo it, rock two watches at the same time
I done seen it all, I done done it all
A angel to my mama, in the streets, I'm a dog
I lost a couple games, after that, I won 'em all
But I was runnin' up a check while these niggas runnin' off
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Writer(s): Manfred Mohr, Willie May Baker, Carlos E Rosario
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