lump

what it's gone be what you gone do you ain't talking about money ion really know you i got my game locked I'm still top you can push me to edge but I still won't flock i been tryna come up with a plan words that i speak they don't really understand i just want a little I don't wanna be the man clean it up shine up watch it sparkle in my hand and put in my pocket wrap it with a rubber band i seen a brothers fall from top heavy weight cat now he smoking and can't stop looking at his girl what she got got another man because you no longer hot used to be the man selling all the drop three or four spots,you hot now touched rock bottom you done lost everything you not you flocked i done sold everything from weed to the coc had a lot of bad chicks eat beef until they choke she don't wanna take half she want it all in her throat it's used to be the chick but it's me wanting more walk through the door she hit her knees when it close take a picture of her what a damn good pose what it's gone be what you gone do get back to the money when the girl get through