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dropped out of school cause i ain't fucking with no teachers,
I was that kid selling drugs behind the bleachers,
I evolved from the past now Im looking like a creature,
And if you talking money dog then Im pleased to meet you,
If you don't see me out no more Im probably building up my brand,
I ain't chilling with no cakes Im probably chilling in the sand,
We smoke alot of bo s and throw the rest out to the fans,
I could never give a fuck so I never gave a damn,
They put me in the bean and I was eating out of cans,
I got out into the streets and started scraping up the grams,
Ain't no food up on the table had to prove I was a man,
Yo that might be in your blood but that don't mean it is your fam,
I dropped out of school cause I ain't fucking with no teachers,
I was that kid selling drugs behind the bleachers,
Ive evolved from the past now Im looking like a creature,
If you talking money bro then Im pleased to meet ya,
dollars spinning for days you can call me money counter,
grams on the floor but the money is the counter,
why am I addicted cause the hustle bring the power,
money is the business and the business is the powder,
made a couple thousand dollars did it in an hour,
thats why we looking sweet and then you bums is looking sour,
I ain't talking to ya boy unless your money stack like towers,
Mix it wet up in the bowl and you can call it clam chowder,
I got cocain Weed pills and Amphetamine
I got some choppers at the show I got some hitters with the beams,
They all been talking bout us cause they know we is the team,
I went from life in prison cells to living life in movie scenes, uhhh
If you don't see me out no more, Im probably building up my brand,
If you don't see me out no more, Im probably scraping up the grams,
If you don't see me out no more, Im probably building up my brand,
I ain't chilling with no cakes Im probably chilling in the sand,
We smoke alot of bo s and throw the rest out to the fans,
I could never give a fuck so I never gave a damn,
They put me in the bean and I was eating out of cans,
I got out into the streets and started scraping up the grams,
Ain't no food up on the table had to prove I was a man,
Yo that might be in your blood but that don't mean it is your fam,
You say you know the plug dog I can get it cheaper,
Police kick up in my door an man you can call me sneakers,
She snorted up the the eighties man I know that bitch a tweeker,
I ain't no role model man I ain't fucking with no teachers,
I sold your girl a fifty doing drugs behind the bleachers,
Why you sweating on my dog boy you looking like a creeper,
Trying to make a lot of babies so my dick be going deeper,
If Kieb was named a drug bro you would call me either,
All these bitches on the powder man they riding around they tricking,
I stay up in the kitchen bitch Im trying to whip a chicken,
You complain about my life bruh how the fuck you living,
You was out here doing same shit when I was stuck up in a prison,
Gotta get this work done I don't wanna hear no bitching,
Tight circle over here man this mother fucker clicking,
We ain't taking no losses we ain't fucking with no bitches,
That Thats your mans dog yo that mother fucker snitching,
Yea we got one to go man get the fu he's acting crazy Im not trying to hear that bull shit na na fuck that uhh sir step out the car step out the car come on man I said step out the car get yo bitch ass out the car why you fucking with me uh were gonna need back up out here he's acting crazy he said Jacktown the only town yea he he's one of them he's a Savage get the fuck out my face yea he's one of them sir sir na man fuck you step out of the car sir sir fuck you in yo ass bitch I ain't trying to hear that sir if you do not step out the car I will be forced to shoot you oh alright sir sir if you do not step out of the car I will be forced to shoot you in the face (gun clicks) get the fuck off my car what the ahhh (gun fire) (glass breaking) (return firing) bitch
If you don't see me out no more Im probably building up my brand,
I ain't chilling with no cakes Im probably chilling in the sand,
We smoke alot of bo s and throw the rest out to the fans,
I could never give a fuck so I never gave a damn,
They put me in the bean and I was eating out of cans,
I got out into the streets and started scraping up the grams,
Ain't no food up on the table had to prove I was a man,
Yo that might be in your blood but that don't mean it is your fam, uhhh
video shoot Jackson Mi
This video was shot by Muggzie
Song was recored @ Kieb Entertainment
Mix and Master by #Royalhouserecording via WhiteMike
Instrumental by Musiqboii