RÛ$H Lyrics

I had my hand in the turf

I was on a pass rush

Now I'm havin' shit my way

Bitch I'm on a cash rush

Tell me was you left a stray

For some years ain't have much

I lost my granny I was eight

It turned me out I'm mad tough

Havin' dreams about the cake

I look around and stack up

Four years i've been grindin' on this fuckin' MacBook

In the stu with, J-Money like 248

I never tripped about a bitch

Cause I could leave it where it lay

Mama told me never snitch, that's why she really than you bae Lil' brodies on some shit, I need to find the time to pray

Always got the time for this, but never got the time to stay Keep on thinkin' bout that bitch, she fucked me up, but it's okay

I just booked another trip

I told myself don't make mistakes Cause it is what it is and I mean what I say bitch

I mean my whole fuckin' life, I been fucked up in the head My whole fuckin' life, I had to earn my damn respect

I know my family say I'm trippin' they ain't heard what I said

Let me wake the people up

I learned to say it from the chest

Fore' this rap shit

I always knew I'd be the fuckin' best

Fore' this cap shit

You can tell the real from the rest

All this actin' this shit is so sad

It's just a mess look

Like who is you

Bitch I'm the one you must not heard of me

If that's your bitch keep her close Cause she might flirt with me

I know she dig what I got on I seen her circle me

I beat it up and with the mic I'm doin' surgery

It ain't no curvin' me bitch I'm a baller B

I pay the ballers fee

It ain't no chargin' me cause I'm a prodigy

I had my hand in the

I had my hand in the

I had my hand in the turf

I was on a pass rush

Now I'm havin' shit my way bitch I'm on the cash rush

Tell me was you left a stray

For some years ain't have much

I lost my granny I was eight

It turned me out I'm mad tough Havin' dreams about the cake

I look around and stack up

Four years I've been grindin' on this fuckin' MacBook

Four years I've been grindin' on this fuckin' MacBook