Built 4 This ft. Fatkhi Lyrics

I got paper on my mind i can't stop thinking about it

I got taebiggs on my mind kinda hard not thinking about em

Nigga get up outta line they gone have to put some tape around em

I got money makers in the front and i got real killers behind me

I can't love these bitches i can't trust these niggas

It's a cold word you better control yo feelings

Ion want shit but money this shit in my soul nigga

Everyday clutching the pipe walking out the store with it

Bags coming in finna stash the shit

You can't swim with me i don seen a lot of shit

Niggas being hard behind them cameras shit a skit

Call uh he gone pull up with that pshh get em zipped

Every time i walk out the crib i got my blick

Everytime i walk out the crib i'm making chips

Tapping in in cleveland i know niggas in the 216

Grinding for the fam because i feel like we deserve this shit

Bro just pulled up in a track hawk told me hop in

I know if the police get behind us we ain't stopping

Ion know these niggas hell naw we ain't locked in

Told niggas you can't call my phone if you ain't copping

90 days ona grind bitch keep trying to chill

I ain't got no time lil baby i been running through the field

I been lost my dawgs i ain't really have no time to heal

Tryna put the cup down it's hard not to crack the seal

Boy you better use yo phone and get up off yo ass

I let these phones do what they do that's why i'm in my bag

Headies coming back to back this shit gone put em on they ass

My bitch mad at me but i'm focused on this cash

Yea and i'm focused on this cash and my spender

Yea i heard she left you for a winner

Had to tell o to grab them grits up out the blender

Nigga must be tweaking think we beefing no contender

Huh sell dope and some chicken tenders

I karate chop the brick it's black and white like kung fu panda

You ain't never seem to slap ten out a avenger

Nigga you a pretender

Nigga fuck club house we in the trap house

You think we vinicius and serena brought them racks out

The lil bitch wasn't fucking back i pulled her tracks out

They like fatkhi been body building he got them packs out

Try to run like he was ricky blew his back down

I can't give you two for 250 i'm selling crack now

Yeah this grown man business he in the background

Selling dope like i'm wrestling put the smack down