On Some Shit

Lyrics

[Intro] (KCG, boy, you killin' 'em) [Verse 1] I hate when them blue hundred fresh out the bank Goin' through some real shit, got me lookin' for drank My lil' nigga a demon, his mama think he a saint Getting too hot for a rental, so we gon' hop on a freight Nigga, you was chillin' at the crib, we was all down the way Knowin' we hot, crossin' state lines on Michigan plates And, nigga, get that bread, do whatever it take How would I look comin' home with no food on my plate? Chain rose gold, they cost sixty, Rollie plain cost fifty Yeah, I know the streets get tricky, I be with the slime chillin' Yeah, I'm a rapper, but I'm still in thе slums with a buck-fifty If I ain't got my gun in the club, you get buck-fifty Pull up with your trunk in the front, pull off quickly I'm tirеd of being humble, man, these niggas can't fuck with me Amiris on, every pocket got a bankroll Headshot, D.O.A., nigga, case closed [Chorus] I was the type to get some money and just blow my shit Now shit changed, nigga, now it's ownership Pass the shit to my kids, let 'em own some shit So they can run around and say they daddy, he was on some shit I was the type to get some money and just blow my shit Now shit changed, nigga, now it's ownership Pass the shit to my kids, let 'em own some shit So they can run around and say they daddy, he was on some shit [Verse 2] Lock up two, three states, fill up two, three safes Did it in two days, niggas know how we play Back and forth down the way, touch down, pick up cake Safe and sound, then we pour up cups, smoke some MIA You ain't seen my face in a minute, I been MIA The only place a nigga bump into me is the interstate I remember times I ain't feed myself, but everybody ate Frowning deep down, but it's a smile on everybody face A lot of niggas talk, but they ain't got no credentials Fucked the club up and paid for the incidentals The whips ain't tinted, but they ain't no rentals And them bitches gone before the migo even get to send 'em [Chorus] I was the type to get some money and just blow my shit Now shit changed, nigga, now it's ownership Pass the shit to my kids, let 'em own some shit So they can run around and say they daddy, he was on some shit