new me
• Written by AbrahamAb
Zooted off that loud got me looking like a zombie.
Right above the clouds now im feeling like a pilet.
Ever since a lil ahh jihht i beet tryna make them dollars.
If it aint about a check why the fuck you keep on calling.
Putting numbers in my bank that aint never been a problem .
Know some niggas touten sticks putting bodies into coughfen.
Even if i love the bihh im probably never gone be cuffen.
Told ha close yo leg, she give me neck now she coughen.
Now i get more check then a check list.
Now i get more neck then a necklace.
But i always stayed with niggas who was reckless,
cause the environment im from it be hectic.
Every single day ya hearing ambulance.
Lotta crime scenes aint no evidence.
You become a victim if you witness.
when i was broke and had nothing i use to stay up working.
Now im study stacken money like im playing titrus.
If i see it i can get it i aint checken prices.
Start some shii with me you gone end up on em stretches,
start some shi you gone end up on a shirt.
Hold up lemme finesh up this virus.
Aint no fuset but i leave anigga leaking.
aint no quter back but i have some bullets leaving. Make sure none of these niggas don't want beef like they vegan.
Every move that im making crakas watching when im leaving. Im married to the money i aint neva gone be cheating.
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AbrahamAb
Member since May 19 2015