Stuck In My Ways

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I bury you niggas in money
 And then make it rain at your funeral
 You flexing a ten and the twenties
 Can tell that this money shit new to you
 You get my chain, I don't want it back
 You wear that shit while they viewing you
 I'm in the field like a running back
 Jumping out that Benz like a hula hoop
 Call me the GOAT, but I'm in a lamb
 I jumped out the Porsche, and got me some grams
 Ran up a check, stop popping on bands
 These niggas upset, thank God for my fam
 Lord forgive me for towin' these hemis
 And puttin' these bad bitches up in Fendi
 I got a fetish for gettin' this cheddar
 Ain't going out bad when I'm in the city
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating,
 Ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fuckin' amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 I don't got time to be wasting my time
 Too many bad bitches waiting in line
 That pussy good, I'ma take her to shine
 She lose a point, it'll make her a nine
 She know I got some paper, I ain't gotta pay her
 She just want me to pay her some mind
 She want a fuckin' chaser, I'ma fuck her later
 But I really can't make up my mind
 I want some money and I want some pussy
 (Some pussy)
 No lyin' like Lucious or Cookie
 I built a empire sellin' that fire
 I stayed on the block in a hoodie (Check check)
 I turn my Glock onto fully (Fully)
 I let it wop on a bully
 I'm gettin' top in the telly (Ha)
 It sound like she moppin' spaghetti
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating,
 Ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fucking amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 Ain't no finessing (No)
 Niggas they say it's all love and it better be (Yuh)
 Can't get ahead of me (Whoa)
 Whole 'nother level, they ain't on my pedigree
 I got the recipe (Recipe)
 I had to mix up the song with the melody (Mix it up)
 Fuck is you tellin' me? (Tellin' me)
 Shawty be choosing to keep
 Her from messing me (Yeah)
 Sniper Gang with me like Kodak
 Milly got money and you know that (Know that)
 Better pay the tab if you owe that (Yeah)
 If a nigga start layin' where your ho at
 I'm from the north side of Philly my niggas
 Are releasin' shot where your bro at (Shot)
 I heard them niggas that's
 Helpin' your hood got
 Depressed when you
 Hear you can't go back (Whoo)
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating
 They cuttin' no slack (Get it man, get it man)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fucking amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 
 I bury you niggas in money
 And then make it rain at your funeral
 You flexing a ten and the twenties
 Can tell that this money shit new to you
 You get my chain, I don't want it back
 You wear that shit while they viewing you
 I'm in the field like a running back
 Jumping out that Benz like a hula hoop
 Call me the GOAT, but I'm in a lamb
 I jumped out the Porsche, and got me some grams
 Ran up a check, stop popping on bands
 These niggas upset, thank God for my fam
 Lord forgive me for towin' these hemis
 And puttin' these bad bitches up in Fendi
 I got a fetish for gettin' this cheddar
 Ain't going out bad when I'm in the city
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating,
 Ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fuckin' amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 I don't got time to be wasting my time
 Too many bad bitches waiting in line
 That pussy good, I'ma take her to shine
 She lose a point, it'll make her a nine
 She know I got some paper, I ain't gotta pay her
 She just want me to pay her some mind
 She want a fuckin' chaser, I'ma fuck her later
 But I really can't make up my mind
 I want some money and I want some pussy
 (Some pussy)
 No lyin' like Lucious or Cookie
 I built a empire sellin' that fire
 I stayed on the block in a hoodie (Check check)
 I turn my Glock onto fully (Fully)
 I let it wop on a bully
 I'm gettin' top in the telly (Ha)
 It sound like she moppin' spaghetti
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating,
 Ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fucking amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 Ain't no finessing (No)
 Niggas they say it's all love and it better be (Yuh)
 Can't get ahead of me (Whoa)
 Whole 'nother level, they ain't on my pedigree
 I got the recipe (Recipe)
 I had to mix up the song with the melody (Mix it up)
 Fuck is you tellin' me? (Tellin' me)
 Shawty be choosing to keep
 Her from messing me (Yeah)
 Sniper Gang with me like Kodak
 Milly got money and you know that (Know that)
 Better pay the tab if you owe that (Yeah)
 If a nigga start layin' where your ho at
 I'm from the north side of Philly my niggas
 Are releasin' shot where your bro at (Shot)
 I heard them niggas that's
 Helpin' your hood got
 Depressed when you
 Hear you can't go back (Whoo)
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating
 They cuttin' no slack (Get it man, get it man)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fucking amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 
 I bury you niggas in money
 And then make it rain at your funeral
 You flexing a ten and the twenties
 Can tell that this money shit new to you
 You get my chain, I don't want it back
 You wear that shit while they viewing you
 I'm in the field like a running back
 Jumping out that Benz like a hula hoop
 Call me the GOAT, but I'm in a lamb
 I jumped out the Porsche, and got me some grams
 Ran up a check, stop popping on bands
 These niggas upset, thank God for my fam
 Lord forgive me for towin' these hemis
 And puttin' these bad bitches up in Fendi
 I got a fetish for gettin' this cheddar
 Ain't going out bad when I'm in the city
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating,
 Ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fuckin' amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 I don't got time to be wasting my time
 Too many bad bitches waiting in line
 That pussy good, I'ma take her to shine
 She lose a point, it'll make her a nine
 She know I got some paper, I ain't gotta pay her
 She just want me to pay her some mind
 She want a fuckin' chaser, I'ma fuck her later
 But I really can't make up my mind
 I want some money and I want some pussy
 (Some pussy)
 No lyin' like Lucious or Cookie
 I built a empire sellin' that fire
 I stayed on the block in a hoodie (Check check)
 I turn my Glock onto fully (Fully)
 I let it wop on a bully
 I'm gettin' top in the telly (Ha)
 It sound like she moppin' spaghetti
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating,
 Ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fucking amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 Ain't no finessing (No)
 Niggas they say it's all love and it better be (Yuh)
 Can't get ahead of me (Whoa)
 Whole 'nother level, they ain't on my pedigree
 I got the recipe (Recipe)
 I had to mix up the song with the melody (Mix it up)
 Fuck is you tellin' me? (Tellin' me)
 Shawty be choosing to keep
 Her from messing me (Yeah)
 Sniper Gang with me like Kodak
 Milly got money and you know that (Know that)
 Better pay the tab if you owe that (Yeah)
 If a nigga start layin' where your ho at
 I'm from the north side of Philly my niggas
 Are releasin' shot where your bro at (Shot)
 I heard them niggas that's
 Helpin' your hood got
 Depressed when you
 Hear you can't go back (Whoo)
 I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
 If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
 She got a fattie, I hit from the back
 They should have never let me in the sack
 Oh yeah
 I'm living legend, I swerve in that
 Lambo like I'm in the pack
 Oh yeah
 I'm going hard for this paper, they hating
 They cuttin' no slack (Get it man, get it man)
 Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper
 Been up for some days
 Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me
 She fucking amazed
 Crib so big, they get to my bedroom
 It's fuckin' a maze
 Cut her a check and tell her behave
 

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03:11
Tempo
140 BPM

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