CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Quarter M
(Wheezy outta here)
I'd be lying if I told you that it ain't hard
When I touch a billion, I'll thank God
Dying for my mans, I got no choice
Had a dream I had a shootout in a Rolls Royce
They prayed that I was finsihed, but I went harder
You always leave me hurt, you gave me injure [?]
My cup double x, a n***a traveled through the city
My shooter rock a n***a, soon as I count a quarter milli'
Ayy flood the spot with dancers, Wockhardt in my Fanta
Catch 'em, we gone spray 'em, who said I can't come to Atlanta?
Black and white coupe, this a racism panda
My cup is always dirty Diana
Do it for the hood, they need answers
Tying up a stick with a bandana
All my n***as passed away, I wish they would've scrambled
Them times you had walked away, it was always random
She starin' at the camera, I'm back like a camel
All rats must die, I'll get a hold to you snitches
I spent 600, just to hold down my britches
I popped the Roxy, you can see it in my pictures
I always call, cause she got rings on her liver
Say I ain't healthy, mix the codeine up with liquor
I told QuikTrip, I need da stick to make a quick trip
Tryna burn my money, tryna see if all this sh*t real
Cause I was dead broke for 17 years
I'd be lying if I told you that it ain't hard
When I touch a billion, I'll thank God
Dying for my mans, I got no choice
Had a dream I had a shootout in a Rolls Royce
They prayed that I was finsihed, but I went harder
You always leave me hurt, you gave me injure [?]
My cup double x, a n***a traveled through the city
My shooter rock a n***a, soon as I count a quarter milli'
Money made me look up to my uncle 'cause he had the most
He stop pourin' lean in the Sprite, and went to snortin' coke
I picked up my gun, stopped playing sports cause I'an have hope
[?], my momma tugglin' with the rope
That's why I try to stay up out the street, and take a different route
You tryna fight, you tryna knock me out, I'm tryna knock you out
My whole life controlled by a computer, Devil got the most
Every time I walked down on n***as, they ran to the law
Diamonds on my cavities, pray them n***as never talk
We kicked down yo' trap spot, b*t*h put yo' head in the couch
Send yo' ass up to God, just for tryna throw across
Fishing bowl, I'm tryna pick you out
I'd be lying if I told you that it ain't hard
I was dead broke, a n***a had to ball
Dying for my mans, I got no choice
I had a dream I had a shootout in a foreign car
They prayed that I was finsihed, but I went harder
You always leave me hurt, you gave me injure [?]
My cup double x, a n***a traveled through the city
My shooter rock a n***a, soon as I count a quarter milli'
When I touch a billion, I'll thank God
Had a dream I had a shootout in a Rolls Royce
I'd be lying if I told you that it ain't hard
When I touch a billion, I'll thank God
Dying for my mans, I got no choice
Had a dream I had a shootout in a Rolls Royce
They prayed that I was finsihed, but I went harder
You always leave me hurt, you gave me injure [?]
My cup double x, a n***a traveled through the city
My shooter rock a n***a, soon as I count a quarter milli'
Ayy flood the spot with dancers, Wockhardt in my Fanta
Catch 'em, we gone spray 'em, who said I can't come to Atlanta?
Black and white coupe, this a racism panda
My cup is always dirty Diana
Do it for the hood, they need answers
Tying up a stick with a bandana
All my n***as passed away, I wish they would've scrambled
Them times you had walked away, it was always random
She starin' at the camera, I'm back like a camel
All rats must die, I'll get a hold to you snitches
I spent 600, just to hold down my britches
I popped the Roxy, you can see it in my pictures
I always call, cause she got rings on her liver
Say I ain't healthy, mix the codeine up with liquor
I told QuikTrip, I need da stick to make a quick trip
Tryna burn my money, tryna see if all this sh*t real
Cause I was dead broke for 17 years
I'd be lying if I told you that it ain't hard
When I touch a billion, I'll thank God
Dying for my mans, I got no choice
Had a dream I had a shootout in a Rolls Royce
They prayed that I was finsihed, but I went harder
You always leave me hurt, you gave me injure [?]
My cup double x, a n***a traveled through the city
My shooter rock a n***a, soon as I count a quarter milli'
Money made me look up to my uncle 'cause he had the most
He stop pourin' lean in the Sprite, and went to snortin' coke
I picked up my gun, stopped playing sports cause I'an have hope
[?], my momma tugglin' with the rope
That's why I try to stay up out the street, and take a different route
You tryna fight, you tryna knock me out, I'm tryna knock you out
My whole life controlled by a computer, Devil got the most
Every time I walked down on n***as, they ran to the law
Diamonds on my cavities, pray them n***as never talk
We kicked down yo' trap spot, b*t*h put yo' head in the couch
Send yo' ass up to God, just for tryna throw across
Fishing bowl, I'm tryna pick you out
I'd be lying if I told you that it ain't hard
I was dead broke, a n***a had to ball
Dying for my mans, I got no choice
I had a dream I had a shootout in a foreign car
They prayed that I was finsihed, but I went harder
You always leave me hurt, you gave me injure [?]
My cup double x, a n***a traveled through the city
My shooter rock a n***a, soon as I count a quarter milli'
When I touch a billion, I'll thank God
Had a dream I had a shootout in a Rolls Royce
