For The Money

I heard this nigga be right here man

Up in some bitch crib up here on the third floor

Yeah he come out this building I'm a warm his ass up

This nigga playing with the money man, fuck

This nigga been ducking me all fucking week man

I'm waiting on my green like I'm sitting at a red light

It's been a week nigga better have my bread right

Heard if the head right nigga there every night

So I'm outside in the ride no headlights

Got the semi 9 with the red light

He goin' give me mine or he dead alright

It's a dead night nobody on the block

In the morning John Doe body on the block

I'm waiting crazy on the day I got the fucking call

This nigga and his bitch shopping in the fucking mall

I'm blowing up his phone, pussy nigga ducking calls

Spending my money on the slut who's sucking balls

Heard he in the club popping bottle after bottle

Whatever car he in that's the ride we'll have to follow

Can't wait to walk up

pop him hollow after hollow

Pass me that shit son here this nigga go

I ain't here to play with ya'll

I caught him walking out the building slow

toast

You shoulda saw his face look like he saw a ghost

He kept backing up I'm tryna draw him close

He saying "chill I know what I got for ya Los"

Give me a lil time a nigga got jammed in jail

You know my fam Jamel look like Sam Cassell

Got knocked with like 900 grams of scale

On 75 north Alabama sale

I don't know the nigga don't give a damn as well

You no negotiator and I ain't Samuel

I squeeze 2 then the chamber got jammed with shells

And they say life is a gamble well

Guess today was his lucky day

He gotta move now I know where the fuck he stay

Catch his little chick and fried up Kentucky way

Bet if he flashed that she know where the stash at

That bitch know where that money at man

That's what we going to do, we going to lay on this bitch

This nigga going to come through here, that's it

This nigga playing with the money