30 days Lyrics

Tell you some shit ico told me years ago Say cuz, you givin' em too much cuz

Them niggas workers cuz You gon' fuck yourself givin' em too much cuz

Them niggas, them niggas, you spoilin' em Them niggas workers cuz

They not bosses man, they don't got boss mentality cuz

Them niggas workers man, they'll never be a boss man

You spoilin' em niggas, you gon' fuck yourself spoilin' em niggas

You treatin' em too good cuz

Outta trap for 30 days straight

And still ain't takin' no break

My mind focused on hate

You broke and you focused on hate

Lost a few niggas over a few pillars

Middle finger, yeah, so you fuck niggas

Shoulda paid me, they ain't no tough niggas

Ready to dump on you like a truck nigga

I see you state to state like you get the cake

But still ain't gave my piece of the plate

How the fuck you real, yo ass fake

I heard you owe the whole city pay

You shoulda say your name, you ain't gettin' no fame

Only thing I'm ready to do is cock your name

Your bitch got an old bubble, but

I think I might just go pay for guts

Been pushin' peace since Market Street

Been packin' heat since mama busted me

Just another rapper, plan to be a trap

Them switches on, we just gon' double tap

I'ma front you a boat, nigga you old

My name on your lip like a cold sword

Bout to clap your bitch ass like a encore

I'm back at it, go trap at it

Countin' up is my mathematics

Fuckin' with you, that's subtraction

Got more motion and more action

My diamonds, yeah, they just lap dance

My mind focused on paper

You broke and you focused on hate

Lost a few niggas over a few pillars

Little figure, yeah, till you fucked, nigga

Shoulda paid me then, old tough nigga

Ready to dump on you like a truck, nigga

I done trapped for 30 days straight

And still ain't takin' no break

Been gettin' to the bread like Jiffy

Smoke inside like a hippie

Wood lookin' like a chimney

Load came in on the semi

Your bitch a little bit friendly

Think I'm a papi, ponce with them kittens

I'm a trap nigga, no cap nigga

This rap nigga, all facts nigga

Old broke nigga, just a joke nigga

Can't even pay what you owe, nigga

Put belt to ass, over my cash

I'll run them pockets and take your cash

When I really get back to the money

And count it, money through Monday

Been goin' hard 30 days straight

Side so strong, can't feel my face

I'm on a paper chase, avoidin' the case

Ridin' out state, bop a murder maze

Mr. OG, you misremember me

A thousand pounds on Market Street

I'm a hood nigga, El Chapo

A hundred rounds on this choppa hoe

I'm a hood nigga, El Chapo

A hundred rounds on this choppa hoe