Psa - b00g

(Out in the street, they call it murder) Big DOA, nigga Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah Grrah, grrah-grrah Hey, grrah-grrah (Grrt, baow-baow) Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot) Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow) Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt-grrt-baow) I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies) Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!) I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want) Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti') Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow) Tap your head (Rah-Rah) Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!) Nigga dead And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah) (Out in the street, they call it murder) Big DOA, nigga See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit V210 how I'm whackin' the whip He tried to up, but I'm faster with it It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow) Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot) Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow) Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow) I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies) Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!) I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)

Momma kept me off that porch, but couldn't stop them gunshots Homie selling crack rocks Weed up in the lockers Teachers never gave a fuck, certified babysitters Team full of hittas Same niggas that I bled with Seen 'em on the News, know i should've been dead with Momma don't like to hear it, these just the facts of life Could've paid the price If I would'a chose a faster life Hood full of shoulda, coulda, woulda's and some has beens Headed wrong direction if we speaking on my past tense All we know is murder, I dun chopped it up with death Niggas pray for yo success But really aiming at yo neck Yo blood ain't yo blood, unless they all get a check Money ain't everything, but can't die a broke nigga Cash rule everything around me. Money ain't everything, but can't die a broke nigga Cash rule everything around me. Ain't shit free in life, I learnt that shit the hard way Roaches in the hallway Taped all my sneakers I don't think y'all know the feeling Raccoons in the ceiling OG's drug dealing And i just want a taste Couldn't be Mike cuz I'm only 6'1 Its hard to dunk a ball, but easy to get a gun OG's was in court, so they never played on it Any time that we hooped, almost got sprayed on it Money ain't everything, but can't die a broke nigga Cash rule everything around me. Money ain't everything, but can't die a broke nigga Cash rule everything around me. Misfortunes, unfortunate Told my Momma, I'm forcing it Switched from the Vans to the Porches' From New Balance's, to Forces The new hoes, is just gorgeous The trap house, is enormous We rockin' Rollie's and Jordan's We stealing what they affording Day Dreaming, Night Scheming Team flipping, like Willie Beamin No bounds for the paper Assisting all them capers No red beams without lasers Like Ali talking to Frazier We smoking more than Joe's Tryna be bigger than Hov My goals got goals The game dun, stole my soul No more totem poles Or tot-in poles I'm bout to be bigger than life Got y'all thinking twice, like Hell yeah? Yeah right! Hell yeah? Yeah right! Money ain't everything but can't die a broke nigga Cash rule everything around me. Money ain't everything but can't die a broke nigga Cash rule everything around me. Money ain't everything but can't die a broke nigga Cash rule everything around me. Money ain't everything but can't die a broke nigga Cash rule everything around me.