Exhausted
(专辑: Ballin Ain't A Crime 2 - 2020)
Made a
hundred racks off the
phone, then I
tossed it I
been balling so damn hard, I'm exhausted Surrounded by a
table full of bosses We just keep winning, we don't worry 'bout the
losses I
counted so much money, I'm exhausted Been balling so hard, I'm exhausted Had a
run so long, I'm exhausted We just keep winning, we don't worry 'bout the
losses Both hands numb, counting up a
hun' Fucking up the
club, yeah, we do that shit for fun Told the
strippers go get dressed, bitch, y'all coming home with us Is we fucking, ho? What's up? Bitch, this lil' money ain't nothing, yeah They say if money ain't change you, you ain't made enough You got that play money, you can't play with us Garbage bag full, we just filled the
table up I
got paper cuts, you fucking with me, must be on angel dust Was just in a
slump, stayed down, now I'm up Rollie fully bust, you won't see me with no buffs All this shit these niggas doing now, they got that shit from us So much cheese in a
month, I
don't know who I
can trust, nigga Line 'em all up, they can't fuck with us Take some shit from us, you gon' get your head bust, nigga Fuck a
bitch and her twin sister, and-one, nigga You get money, we get money too, and what, nigga? Made a
hundred racks off the
phone, then I
tossed it I
been balling so damn hard, I'm exhausted Surrounded by a
table full of bosses We just keep winning, we don't worry 'bout the
losses I
counted so much money, I'm exhausted Been balling so hard, I'm exhausted Had a
run so long, I'm exhausted We just keep winning, we don't worry 'bout the
losses I
hear you talking big in your raps, huh? Heard you putting bigs in the
trap, huh? You waiting on unc' to drop the
bag, huh? Boy, you broke as hell and homeless, shut your ass up, bum Rollie on my wrist, it look like glass, don't it? Wear this bitch around my hood with no mag, don't I? Cash it out myself, I
ain't go half on it Do the
math on it, run you 'bout a
slab, don't it, nigga? Raw was so good, just put a
half on it Run off on your tab, you know shit'll really get bad, won't it? I
just middle-manned a
brick, had to put mines on it Chill with all that talking on the
phone, you'll do time for it Niggas hear my shit and get inspired, holmes Know my niggas riding with me right or wrong Had them bitches in for a
minute, now they gone I
don't wanna meet your mans, he might got a
wire on Made a
hundred racks off the
phone, then I
tossed it I
been balling so damn hard, I'm exhausted Surrounded by a
table full of bosses We just keep winning, we don't worry 'bout the
losses I
counted so much money, I'm exhausted Been balling so hard, I'm exhausted Had a
run so long, I'm exhausted We just keep winning, we don't worry 'bout the
losses (David Wesson)