Melrose

Money, cars, clothes, hoes etc
Ain't nothing amount to success
I made me a lot on the low but it's hard to come home
Cause my momma she always gone stress
Never give love to no hoe
She gone swing me the pro then I give her this dick with a check
I was down bad with the bros and I put that on bro if he talk then it's two at his neck
Slide on the beat like it's stolen
Take care of mine before I get me a Rollie
I pay the fine when it's due never go
Turning your back on the fam you a hoe
Fucking lil shawty she loving the d
One of kind when I talk on the beat
She want the Gucci Gucci for the spree
She give me Coochie coochie every week
I made me a bang when I slang on the block
Ain't what you know but it's about what you not
Threw back a perky and buss on the twat
I had a lurk now I walk with a knot
I live for my son he outside when I bang
Never give money to a flid she insane
Bagetti spaghetti he feigning for chains
Now I'm in my lane
Leather interior feeling the heat
Ride with some pressure right under the seat
I made a bag every day of this week
You make a bag every other okay
It's okay cause I know how that feel every day
You be working to find you a better way
She was sad till I bought her another plate
So I pray I'm allowed in them heaven gates
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He said like Ouuu letsgoooo
GLE Benz AMG moving slow
SRT bend on the block for the summer
Can't fuck with lil mama she toxic
I pray to move on from the gutter
I use to move bowls for my brother
I'm Karl Malone with the stutter
Dishing hooks out like Kareem
Need me a queen I'm the mother fucking king
Buss up the bin just to get me a taiga
Buck 50 the grin I made love to the razor
Don't slide with a grin cause you'll leave with a frown
Broken apartments still bussing it down
I was down bad just looking for some loving
Did me dirty now I'm up all a sudden
Double backing what you mean she a hunnit
Never average we was different so fuck it
30 for 30 I shoot
Glock with a dick and it came with some truth
If you down bad just invest the booth
Paid him with runtz now he do what he do
It took a bowl to turn you to some boof
I was a pro before shit was the wave
I stay on go with my glock onna stage
Baby she loving the way I engage
Yeah yeah
She want a bunch of Dior so I told her to fuck cause
She buggin she claim independence
Do what you do just don't fuck up my move
I'm addicted to money and big booty bitches
Tight at your neck yeah I ride with a crew
And they move when I move yeah I Love all my niggas
It ain't the truth
But the truth is gone hurt
So I give you my heart and a couple of digits
Love is a lot
I prefer money and sex on the spot
Yeah yeah
I was on top
Feeling the money and ran up a lot
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Need me a drop with a baddie that I met on the block
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Keisha on rocks what's the color cause I pay on the spot
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