Why
(专辑: The H: The Lost Album Vol. 1 - 2013)
[Birdman:] Something so fresh Rolling in my caddy nigga, got my Smith and Wess Feeling so nice, bubbly so right Burning on the
kush, do it all night Money is a
must, fucking with them hoes Duffle bag full, platinum rock gold Got to get the
full, got to get the
dough Sitting all high, riding on the
low Get money, baby I
feel it, feeling how I
gotta feel I'm so high, I
got the
hard knock from the
feel For real nigga, ride around with the
steel That's how I
live, nothing changed, how I
bill How I
was built, the
life of a
struggler Got the
game nigga, so the
money was that hustle I
see moms want new shoes Moms gotta give everything she want to [Rick Ross:] Don't make me a
villain, is an atheists sinning Bathing naked in the
winter Tryna taste me a
million Me and bird had a
vision, tryna stay out of prison Gun charge, I
don't bug, gotta make a
decision Flooded the
Audemar, I
bought another car I
had to celebrate, blew a
hunned large I'm looking at a
yacht, they wishing it was stuck When I
was at the
bottom, staring at the
top It was easy then, they didn't see me then Now they see me selling DVDs for these dividends The
bricks built wall street, looking for that H, I'm straight Just call me the
boss [Birdman:] Something so fresh Rolling in my caddy nigga, got my Smith and Wess Feeling so nice, bubbly so right Burning on the
kush, do it all night Money is a
must, fucking with them hoes Duffle bag full, platinum rock gold Got to get the
full, got to get the
dough Sitting all high, riding on the
low Get money, baby Nigga I'm in the
caddie out the
hella chopper Two choppers nigga and it won't stop us I
hear em popping off at the
mouth But money, money pops at the
mouth We keep the
work in the
trash can Keep the
garbage bag full with the
cash man Keep the
tool nigga just to rule 5
star G
break em down nigga don't do And stay up like a
high jet So high, so high nigga, what's next? So we're feeling when we come down Shit down nigga represent uptown Uptown flashing my shit Red bandanna for the
dead and another clip Split nigga never change that, hunned stacks in the
cash bag nigga like that Duffle bag full, come through nigga Bitches know the
game so they want too nigga Floss my shit nigga clip another bitch Up in the
morning nigga hustle for the
licks Something so fresh Rolling in my caddy nigga, got my Smith and Wess Feeling so nice, bubbly so right Burning on the
kush, do it all night Money is a
must, fucking with them hoes Duffle bag full, platinum rock gold Got to get the
full, got to get the
dough Sitting all high, riding on the
low Get money, baby