Notes

Member smokin out pwoods and we was trappin out da doe,Uncle got a stixk I gotta stixk We lookin fo sum mo, 556 up in da klip TPK dats hood fo sho, Member all dem days was broke, Now I gotta get sum moI remember times was hard n I was all aloneThey all doubted me like tragically like yea u gone bow down to the thrown I popped foe this shit You tried to snake wat ah bihIt wouldn’t a thang u couldn’t get from me But u played conterfitI reallly grind for this shit Been putting work never quitGot money coming legit but got some bags out the bricksI see u fk nigas sickI told these niggas that’s it Young niggga doing his shitHe got yo old lady bent Yea Pop out yea for Christmas fuck ah santa I’m the grinch Yea Who that young nigga with them grams I love the stinchYea Money getting bigger yea hustlin ass lil nigga Don’t move without the pistol yeaPlay he get his issue Yea 1on1 Glock it transit u Told that hoe play her position Kick ha out if she ain’t listen Ain’t got no time I’m on a mission Bout my dollas chasing riches If I fuck up back to rags Yea who gone pay attentionGucci on my ass yea Just Check my crada netials Stats that’s why I brag yea check myResidential Ear piece blinging like glassYea Play i get up wit u yea even bout ah pention Pray I don’t see penatation Mine fucked up this shit ridiculous Maya 180$Ain’t no way bitch I’m legit I really took some risks All these welps that’s on my body bitch I really took some licks Niggas mad I see they hating I prolly couldn’t believe this shit All it took get off my dick Started seeing pilling chips About ah bitch get out way if you ain’t tryna get me richSpin that block never get upset Put bands on his head go cash that check Broke ass boys tryna build that repThey ain’t got no cred Go bark on the netMaking these moves I ain’t playing no chess I don’t gotta fake vibes I don’t wanna pretendWe took his soul and we made it ascend No matter what we ain’t making amends How you got bands you paying for rent His bro got shot and he got real bent He ain’t got no gun so I know that he stressed If I pull up you than I’m taking your head Spinning that block and I spin it againWe don’t got time for no games or bitches End of the day we be tryna get richerI’m like Ronaldo go kick it backSpin my block I’ll spin right backMy opp got turned right into a packThis half quarter is going 50 a bagBitch I’m the type put the hood on the map They was talking all that shit up on snapnd im coming up so quickly dog, know that it don’t make no senseGet it on my own, I don’t let nobody inAnd yall cheating for the throne but i keep it legitGot me up all night, i ain’t sleeping on this shitFinna cash out, i don’t blow that shit,I just swag out, when im in the 325 i got mad cloutYou can’t hate on DSX, i got a bag now,We go way outIm in Houston with my girl, wanna get these music checksIma do a show in london, do a show in Las VegasAnd im coming for the throne, its DSIDE up on that shit .