For the Lo

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For the Lo

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[Intro] Uh, Daleon Okay Okay, uh (What up, Uce?) [Chorus] You keep talking 'bout big money I might rob you on the low I been sliding up in DM's I been sliding with the Loc's I get mine up off the Resi's I get mine up out the hoe I get mine up out the gutter I get mine up off the floor, look Uh, I get mine up off the Resi I get mine up out the hoe Uh, you keep talking 'bout big money I might rob you on the [Verse 1] You keep talking 'bout big money, well, let's get it I grew up with them German Shepherds, scavy niggas I bet this plain rose Rollie paint the picture I'm having heart, I'm having motion, I get busy Hey look, this shit ain't working out, don't quit your day job He selling wet with just his gang ink and his weight on I kept it solid, did that time and I ain't say nothing I kept it solid, did that 5 and she ain't wait on me, ugh You keep talking 'bout big money, where it's at, then? I used to backdoor niggas, now I run through backends Niggas scamming, nah I grew up with them crackheads The homie momma might just pull up with her last ten Watch this, that pillow talking shit gon' have you deep sleep I booked a nigga for his rings, yeah that's a three-peat I'm from the ghetto but my bitch look like a RiRi Shout out to Sad, yeah that's my nigga, that's on GC [Chorus] You keep talking 'bout big money I might rob you on the low I been sliding up in DM's I been sliding with the Loc's I get mine up off the Resi's I get mine up out the hoe I get mine up out the gutter I get mine up off the floor, look Uh, I get mine up off the Resi I get mine up out the hoe Uh, you keep talking 'bout big money I might rob you on the [Verse 2] Yeah I be talking that big money, I'm from Figgside Them folks be watching shit so heavy, lens a fisheye It come to beef then I'm the marble on the ribeye Yeah, that Supersport Benelli knock a limb off Okay, you hit for all them hundreds, what you did with it? I blew mine all at the house, that's how I live with it Look here, I'm married to the streets but fuck the in-laws How you get set up out the blue? You must be Ray Charles Where I just came from - you'll get peeled For The Lo Where I just came from - that's where real niggas go I know some junkies with some money that'll kill for the poke I know bitches you been fuckin' taking ten For The Lo [Chorus] You keep talking 'bout big money I might rob you on the low I been sliding up in DM's I been sliding with the Loc's I get mine up off the Resi's I get mine up out the hoe I get mine up out the gutter I get mine up off the floor, look Uh, I get mine up off the Resi I get mine up out the hoe Uh, you keep talking 'bout big money I might rob you on the

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Credits

Writers
  • T.F
  • Uce Lee