NOSTRA Lyrics

And I'll sleep when I'm dead I got fam to make rich

Worried what I got, you must be broker than a bitch

You pocket watch a lot, you gon die broke is what it is

You pillow talk a lot, telling all these hoes what it is

Why they switch like the season I be dolo for a reason

Say they love me I don't believe it if it's real I don't need it

Get that pape til the sun up stay down for the come up

Get that bag & repeat it all that fake shit delete it

I been told C3 that they don't got no love for us

Acting like they fuck with us they don't really fuck with us

I don't get it you was fanned out but now you sneak dissin

He on the finish team somebody get him chicken

He got 0 to his name like he JT

If I was miserable like you I'd hate me

Reach & I'll teach if a pussy try to take these

You ain't never lash nun boii you a fake thief

And I'll sleep when I'm dead I got fam to make rich

All that cap in his rap what he rap I'm livin it

My opps never did nun tell em pussies kill it

Ima keep on stackin I want my pape to hit the ceiling

Bro need a lawyer said I got him I ain't trippin

Anything they want if they want it I can get it

Long live my dawg it's everyday that I miss you

Mention you in all my songs I cannot forget you

And I'll sleep when I'm dead I got fam to make rich

They didn't want to show me love when I was looking for a lick

Never show sympathy that bitch will get you caught

Time is everything that bitch is never bought

Play with one of mines it's first degree I can't even lie

Opps talkin greasy as fuck til they get fried

Go against da team you might as well commit suicide

Saambo