Tired Of Sellin Yola

Lyrics

[Chorus] I'm tired of selling yola Re-uppin' and coppin' Turning my money over Tryna flip a profit One day I'ma quit (One day I'ma quit) And I'ma go legit (And I'ma go legit) I'm tired of selling yola Re-uppin' and coppin' Turning my money over Tryna flip a profit One day I'ma quit (One day I'ma quit) And I'ma go legit (And I'ma go legit) [Verse 1] He got the block on lock, but he can't stop 'Cause he was bit by the hustlin' bug Ever since he sold his first rock, or should I say dove His plug showed him hella love, and game him a joog He stayed loyal, never crooked like a wheel alignment So his plug kept frontin' him work on consignment He didn't flam-coon, he kept it low-key Stayed under the radar and stacked his money But I wish I could say that about his plug, attention whore Spent 30 thou-wow in the strip club (In the strip club) A sucka for bitches (Sucka for bitches) Buying hoes cars for Christmas (Cars for Christmas) OOOUH, love triangles (Love triangles) Now he got some killers on his ankles (On his ankles) They put some bread on this head (On his head) Somebody want him dead (Somebody want him dead) He losin' sleep tryna find out who is it (Who is it?) So he can reverse the hit (The hit) But he comin' up with nathin', no clues (What else?) 'Cause he fonkin' with three or four different crews (Wow) Not only that but the fuzz on his back 'Cause one of his boys in there tellin' 'cause he got popped with a brick (A brick?) A unit, a birdie, a kick (A kick) On suicide watch, he in there sick (He in there sick) Cryin' like a bitch, a lame Askin' himself, "Why did I get in this game?" Everybody ain't built for this shit Better get in and get out (And do what?) And go legit BIATCH! [Chorus] I'm tired of selling yola Re-uppin' and coppin' Turning my money over Tryna flip a profit One day I'ma quit (One day I'ma quit) And I'ma go legit (And I'ma go legit) I'm tired of selling yola Re-uppin' and coppin' Turning my money over Tryna flip a profit One day I'ma quit (One day I'ma quit) And I'ma go legit (And I'ma go legit) [Verse 2] Back to the first paragraph, the beginning The loyal nigga that I was talkin' about earlier out there winning Stacked enough to branch out on his own To cut out the liaison (Liaison?) Yeah, the middle man Now the little loyal nigga worth about 3 or 400 thousand grand Bought a cannabis club and a pawn shop (What else?) A Green Burrito and a Carl's Jr (What happened to the dude with the sack, the plug?) He's no longer, they murked him outside the club The throw, the function, I ain't surprised At the events is where most of the people lose their lives The scandalous be scamming, plotting and planning Standing outside of the party, infiltrating and phone pimping (Phone pimping?) Yeah, droppin' dimes And tellin' the perpetrator what kinda of car that the victim's driving (Wow, that's kinda heavy. What kind a vehicle he was in?) A Chevy (When did the ambulance come?) ASAP But by time they got there his brains was sitting in his lap (Dang, that ain't cool. He musta had a leak in his pool) I know, huh, that's what I was thinkin' I wonder where his niggas was at when he was leavin' Cattin', talking to some broads Bullshittin', tryna get them drawers That's why you supposed to get in the game, get out and quit Invest your money, get a business (What else?) and go legit [Chorus] I'm tired of selling yola Re-uppin' and coppin' Turning my money over Tryna flip a profit One day I'ma quit (One day I'ma quit) And I'ma go legit (And I'ma go legit) I'm tired of selling yola Re-uppin' and coppin' Turning my money over Tryna flip a profit One day I'ma quit (One day I'ma quit) And I'ma go legit (And I'ma go legit)