Prince of samples Lyrics

Why you toting that g if you not gone throw

Yeah I make music I'm still selling o's

Do you want a verse or a zip let me know

Had to go get a job when this shit got slow

I'ma buy knocks before I buy fashion

He died in amiri's that shit was really tragic

Why you dissing my deads you know you don't have it

Caught that boy on a store run and he ran the fastest

Bitch I'm in the trap making packs do a backflip

I got what you need and I'm not even taxing

Every two weeks bitch I get a package

I ain't fronting no work better come with your backend

I ain't making no music they say that I'm slacking

I been breaking down bails they want me on a beat

I was fucked up like I couldn't eat

Always thinking about money Nikka I couldn't sleep

Fuck Zach and Cody my life not sweet

I seen my brother get put on a tee

If you dissing my deads ya soon gone meet

Treat that bitch like a test you know I'm gone cheat

Yeah I'm 550 might slide with a Mack

Bitch I'm a grinch don't ask what I jack

He asked for a picture he almost got clapped

Fans moving wock had to tell them get back

Got ptsd gotta clutch on my strap

Yeah I lacked once but I won't lack again

Nikkas be fake they don't ride to the end

Like fuck everybody blue hundreds my friend

They only gone leave if a Nikka spend

I'ma run it back up it won't don't matter

Nikkas climbed to the top and they took the latter

Prince of these samples my flow ode

Don't ask for a verse if you can't pay the fee

Shout out zay2nice turned me to a beast

Might sample her moans you know I'm a freak

My first two tapes she play em OD

like my first two tapes she play em

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My first two tapes she play em

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My first two tapes she play em OD

Why you toting that g if you not gone throw

Yeah I make music I'm still selling o's

Do you want a verse or a zip let me know

Had to go get a job when this shit got slow

I'ma buy knocks before I buy fashion

He died in amiri's that shit was really tragic

Why you dissing my deads you know you don't have it

Caught that boy on a store run and he ran the fastest

Bitch I'm in the trap making packs do a backflip

I got what you need and I'm not even taxing

Every two weeks bitch I get a package

I ain't fronting no work better come with your backend

I ain't making no music they say that I'm slacking

I been breaking down bails they want me on a beat

I was fucked up like I couldn't eat

Always thinking about money Nikka I couldn't sleep

My feelings are true