Untitled Song

[Verse 1]

Dogs unleashed, better call my vet

Yeah i'm leading this group better not forget

Killing all y'all tricks

Yeah y'all fall off quick

If I want it then I get it I want all y'all shit

All these people coming up to me now

They aint gave a fuck before they wanna fuck with me now

We just counting up accounts

Papa never played with that Maybach buy him one run it down wayback

Up in power keep me safe

Im in Jefferson the money like a tower in the bank

I invested in the pen I see a coward set him straight

Slowly moving to the dark i'm just tryna stay awake

Motherfuckers wanna hate but ain't done shit

Ask me for a verse man but i'm not in your budget

I ain't budging, wanna talk money I don't work for nothing

Y'all ain't fucking with me, I got the team buzzing

Ive been staying in, fuck going outside

I been working hard the job and im bout mine

I been ignoring the calls on my hotline

Yeah they want me when it ring I will not sign

People want it from the king but they basic

Just face it, The legends are tryna find a replacement

They begging me to replace em,

I said on any occasion, it don't matter what the case is,

Long as I get my payment

 

[Hook] (2x)

And thats right

This feel right

That's alright

I could kill this shit all night

 

[2x]

Take it

Take it

Work it

Work it

Whip it

I just want the cash, that fame come with it

I just want the money, that fame come with it

I just, I just want the

 

[Verse 2]

Shout out Gavin Gusler

Yall know thats my brother

Motherfuckers bucking

I still rap for something

Shout out Henry Moreau

Rep the 83

Work the shit the block I heard they praising me

I get to saving this shit on different occasions the cadence pay me for

days and this talent I got contagious cause everybody on my team

go hard on a daily basis

You can ask em and nobody can pick they motherfucking favorite

Bitch im on the road in the street

Hold cold with the four four O's with the heat

Pop another pill caught colds in the street

And these people wanna kill tell em aim it at me

Only way a fucking king die is sitting in his seat, boi

Just tryna find a fucking way to eat, and

Ain't no peace if everybody got a piece

I don't really mean to preach, but that's just how I see it

People go loco, aiming with a k put them bois in a choke hold

Caught em with the family while they posing for a photo

Anything to get the dough though

Fuck everybody else, me and my team we rolling solo

Some people kill for the money, they go so low

Throwback to my first fucking song, I dont got a lot of money,

But bitch I aint broke tho

Candy coated whip on vogues

Sticking to the script, boi im tryna get gold

Rolling transparent boi i'm whipping these ghosts

Realest motherfucker from the NO coast

I ain't real well known but i'm better than most

Gotta keep on grinding that's just how the shit go

Bagging up the bodies homeboy case closed

No we not friends, I keep my enemies close

Motherfuckers hating they just acting like hoes

Sticking to the script, boi im tryna get gold

Rolling transparent boi i'm whipping these ghosts

Realest motherfucker from the NO coast

I ain't real well known but i'm better than most

Gotta keep on grinding that's just how the shit go

Bagging up the bodies homeboy case closed

No we not friends, I keep my enemies close

Motherfuckers hating they just acting like hoes

 

 

 

 

[Hook] (2x)

And thats right

This feel right

That's alright

I could kill this shit all night

 

[2x]

Take it

Take it

Work it

Work it

Whip it

I just want the cash, that fame come with it

I just want the money, that fame come with it

I just, I just want the

 

 

 

 

Using all these sedatives

It is what I said it is

People hating on me cause they getting so competitive

Jealousy

 

 

I just hit the throttle

People look for shine they sitting in my shadow

 

Pretty soon everybody getting raises

And we aint got no haters so they cant phase us

 

 

 

Im as far as yoyr eyes can see, this a motherfucking odyssey

Honestly im probably blinded by all the monotony

 

 

 

 

 

I should prolly run for president

 

 

Its ok

Dislocate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Work it, I work it

I do it to death

Only way working is counting these checks

 

 

Heaven sent

Residence

 

Shout out everybody

Bump in the car with the posse

Naw they cannot stop me

 

 

Told me drop this shit real sson so thats what I did

I aint worried bout the shit I coulda kid

Wanna kid

 

 

I might be onto something

 

ALL on me bitch

windows down

 

 

I just been doing the same shit, for a long time

And this shit working

 

That rick Owens 2 carter shit

 

 

 

 

 

Bitch im out working

Poud serving