I'm Next ft. Crisis, Billy Official & Murkemz Lyrics

Yo

A yo cause you know

I got to make it last

Fifty ball cash

Yo Now a Nigga

Blowing Money Fast

Fifty ball cash

Put about a quarter

In the stash

Cause you know

I got to make it last

I was on my last

Had to jump out

All up in my bag

Now a nigga

Blowing money fast

I was on task

Now they say

I'm next to blow

Best thing going

Next to coke

A Yooo

I was on task

Now they say

I'm next to blow

Best thing going

Next to coke

Nigga

First of all

Free my dogs

Out the cage

Real niggaz

Step in that square

And catch a fade

Never back down

That's how we was raised

Nowadays

Fiends and rats

Are being praised

Yeah we come up militant

I see all that weird shit

Nah I ain't feeling it

Four five on my waist

And I'm concealing it

All that tough talk you do

We living it

My team be drillin' shit

I'm sick with it

Like And1

With a handgun

Brain be half baked

But move like Samson

You can get tied up

Held for ransom

Cause my shooters

Kill for me like

Charles Manson

Fifty ball cash

Put about a quarter

In the stash

Cause you know

I got to make it last

I was on my last

Had to jump out

All up in my bag

Now a nigga

Blowing money fast

I was on task

Now they say

I'm next to blow

Best thing going

Next to coke

A Yooo

I was on task

Now they say

I'm next to blow

Best thing going

Next to coke

Nigga

I be on task

That's why these niggas

Never wan' clash

Need the scatty

With a buck up

On the dash

Nothing but the cash

Murkemz finna

Fill the bag to the tippy top

Couple of them knots

Up in my pocket

Changed my diddy bop

West Phoenix

Down to

Murda Ave

They ain't heard of that

Wrist give a nigga chills

Pendant cost a Birkin bag

If I squirt the mag

Parademics gon

Alert your dad

I don't work to brag

Bitch I rose up

Out the dirt with that

And now these niggas

Wan' smut my name

Like they ain't previously

Had some dick to suck my way

Like they wasn't lookin

For anyway

To touch my fame

Niggas change

What the fuck can I say

Aye

Fifty ball cash

Put about a quarter

In the stash

Cause you know

I got to make it last

I was on my last

Had to jump out

All up in my bag

Now a nigga

Blowing money fast

I was on task

Now they say

I'm next to blow

Best thing going

Next to coke

A Yooo

I was on task

Now they say

I'm next to blow

Best thing going

Next to coke

Nigga

I was gone bad

Watching for the D's

As they pass

Jail phone

Talking through the glass

With the laser

Playing tag

The opps out

They lurking in the back

Heard shorty lost his life

Because of flags

Momma still crying

So I'm running up a tab

Seen friends turn foe

Yo the love doesn't last

That's why I keep

Sticks for my karma

With bricks from Aurora

They postage stamped

I made licks off the corner

Hunnits in da stash

Prada with the llama

On the belt

When you next blow

Boy any drama getting dealt

Draco's ain't common

For your health

Gumbo A1

Bodega

I got it off the shelf

Fifty ball cash

Put about a quarter

In the stash

Cause you know

I got to make it last

I was on my last

Had to jump out

All up in my bag

Now a nigga

Blowing money fast

I was on task

Now they say

I'm next to blow

Best thing going

Next to coke

A Yooo

I was on task

Now they say

I'm next to blow

Best thing going

Next to coke

Nigga