3G

Lyrics

[Intro] Say something, you might make the tape, ma Shit, now who wanna make no tape, boy? Yeah, keep the, keep recording this Happy birthday Thank you It's my mama birthday and she made the front of the song on the tape, you feel me? Detroit raised my son [Verse] They like, "Skilla, what you doin' in the hood? This shit hot" Tryna scoop me a mil', real spill, I can't stop If you ain't sellin' work, please don't chill in the spot I'm good, I'm a boss, I just deal with a lot Could sign a deal, but I'm not I'll kill me a cracker tryna play with my life I'd rather hang with caldos, they gon' give me every crop Think I'm playin'? No, I'm not Niggas playin', gettin' shot The block dead, but I'm still gettin' money from a rockhead These petty niggas makin' crumbs, that is not bread My lil' nigga ain't done 'til they chop dreads Better lay down and play dead if he not dead In the bed with a stallion, she not Meg Ridin' down Collins in a drophead These young niggas gon' listen to what I said I had to stop playin' My people need me Put a fifty on a nigga head if need be I told the city I was next, they ain't believe me When it come to metaphors, I'm Lil Weezy I got a hundred-fifty 'bows at my auntie house I tuck the AR pistol in my mama couch I give the plug every slug 'til my tab paid I put a rubber band around every Band-Aid Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? I love the hustle, niggas actin' like they hate the money I can make three G's easy, that's baby money Fuck a crypto, bring me my cheese in paper money Tell my young niggas bring clippers, they gon' taper somethin' 'Fore I let a nigga tax me, I'ma take it from him I blow all the 'bow money, save all the label money I had to cut a lot of bitches off, they be messy I don't fuck with my family 'cause they petty My uncle still sinnin', he a reverend My homegirl work at Legend, she a legend First time I seen a nigga get ate, I was seven Unc' was the dope man, he kept clay like Stephen I always got in trouble, never learned my lesson Wanna impress me, get money, that's impressive I put insurance on the dope, that's Progressive Baby say she love me, I don't believe her I need a bitch that get money like Lena My FN'll make 'em go to sleep like an indica Good work wake the fiends up like sativa They keep tellin' me a Perc'll keep me up, huh?