Walkin

Lyrics

[Intro] (Tady Fletcher) [Verse] Yeah, I jump on the beat and I get this beat walkin' I walk what I talk, you lil' niggas just talkin' I can't make the racks if they thought I was nauseous I'm rich and I'm strapped, so you better be cautious I ride like I'm Trump, but I used to be walkin' It's crazy, I learned all this shit from a dolphin It's Paper Route business, my team full of bosses I won a big bag, I've been nothing but shopping Ay, independent, everybody gettin' salty Spend my own bag, what the fuck should I call it? They tried to give me a M like a year ago Told him no thank you and got up, started walkin' We run it up 'till some more millions call me Niggas can't fuck with me, and I've been pausin' Look like I signed me a contract with boss man I see the green, I get up and start walkin', yeah Walkin' (yeah), walkin' (yeah) See the green, and start walkin' Lil' mama thick, you don't see how she walkin'? And she got money, her neck kinda' frosty I'm a trap nigga, hoes look right across me Blessed if you found me, you dumb if you lost me She keep on beggin' me, daddy come lay down I'm in the trap, 24, with no coffee Five in the morning, I know I'm sleepwalkin' I'm tryna go get the worm 'fore the bird do You know that my money talk You say yo' money talk, but I really don't think no one heard you They be like "Bro, you the one bringin' focus on rap 'Cause you know on the streets don't deserve you" I'm tryna take my whole gang to the tip of the top Give 'em all the cheat codes like a nerd do You must ain't trappin', if I never served you Boy, you a hater, you talk like lil' girls do Who we just brought in, ain't had us a sit down If you a hustler, ain't nun' but a word, foo' Yeah I'm a trapper, with killers, they swerve through Make the wrong move, bro, on God, we gon' purge you Send you to God, say what's up to the birds too Maybe you'll tell us what happened to Virgil Hmm, oh my God, hmm, niggas dead men walkin' They know we spinnin', we ain't doing no talkin' You the chalk boy, niggas know when we talk shit I ain't gon' lie, I done took a few losses I get to thinkin', and start tryin' to off shit Turnin' up, fah fah, ain't no putting me in a coffin They shot at me, and I got up, start walkin' Walkin', walkin', I got up, start walkin' We got a deal, me 'n my boys still walkin' Y'all ain't got defense, boy, I'm still ballin' [Outro] Muney Ain't got defense, boy, I'm still ballin'