Today

Lyrics

[Intro] Fuck the fire, we got greese It's a Wayne beat [Verse 1: Louie Ray] It's some money on the floor, I know the way I might catch an uber to the pape don't run away If the bitch wanna leave, I might let her run away [?] I'm driving also getting head along the way This shit easy, I could drop a song and give a song away I'm fresh out the streets, just gave my trap phone away Just at your middle man [?] sold a quarter yesterday Was on the edge of Texas, looking at the border yesterday Bought some shoes that don't come out til next year yesterday Didn't even have to kill the beef, he just somehow passed away [Verse 2: Dave East] Counting paper, we ain't popping out today Headshot, D.O.A., [?] operate Already loaded, plug fronting, but I told him I can wait Went from selling medison to making what your doctor make I've been tryna consintrate, blowing cronic, Dr. Dre Back hurting, big cuban on this chain, a lotta weight Too many demans in my wake, sometimes I feel I gotta pray Carti a left, Patek on my right, got time today Cold nigga, they ain't believed it, til I showed niggas Old niggas ask for paper, knowing they old niggas Tried to give them the blueprint, and I ain't know Jigga Now they so bitter, I had to watch them [?] Cigar smokers and don sippers [?] liquor It was 40's in the bag, now it's 40 in my bag Me and my man [?] 40 bring a mask You got nervous with that Glock, threw your 40 in the trash Blew 40 on the bracelet, number 40 in the stash 10 on your [?] 40 in your stash, all cash Asking [?] apartment full of bags He up to something, he talking fast [Verse 3: Louie Ray] I know he up to something, so I'm walking fast Hoodie zipped up, used [?] for a mask Just got to break it down, can see the evidence in the trash Pour the water on [?] Running man, [?] He might probably spend some money, make sure you get this man 60 racks on me, I feel like I made it too fast I did a feature, then an ep, then a feature and a half OK, you want a whole boe or a half? Why you like her? 'Cause she pretty in the face or the ass? I used to trap the whole thing, know how long shit'll last I used to cheat on my bitch, not knowing when she coming back I was looking for some drank, my nigga pulled it out his ass Pulled up in the sprinter, I was jumping out the back Whoever jumping out behind me, I was jumping no strap [Verse 4: Dave East] When the dope was good, I seen fiends jumping out the trap Outa town, only thinking racks, hoping I get back From the bench to a star player, bags I used to [?] Headtap him, he ain't been the same since