30 ft. Tato Beats & tave Lyrics

Keep a 30 M safe at the crib

Ridin round town big glitter big drip

Wok hard on me keep it low how it is

Got more money since I got no friends

Step on his bitch cause I'm rockin my timbs

Don't help me profit it don't make no sense

It's my time to pop it, everyone telllin me drop it

Cause nobody make it like this

Keep a 30 round drum if ya man try sum

He a bum now he got no lungs

Heart so cold never need no tums

The bitch like gold but the bitch get nun

Flow so cold never hear no gums

Shot to ya dome now you sound a lil dumb

Hoes in the roto

Dough by the boatload

I don't even know no mo

30 for 30

I'm shootin for birdie

I'm shootin like 30

That mean I'm like curry

Throw out the jury

I'm never gon rot

That's my attorney

He's all that I got

Copped a new crib

I picked out the locks

Carry a tin

It stay in my sock

Not like I love it I call it a job

30 more plays I'll retire my mom

I been countin loads of money

Made 30 today I'll make 30 tomorrow

Go pick out an O of somethin

I'll scatter your brain n I'll clean up tomorrow

Peep how ya nose is runnin

Peep how bros is runnin

From me in my car

Sit down n roll me somethin

I'm smokin like a 30 a day I might need me some more

O.K. this is tave

I'm back up in this game

But this time Ima stay

Except I'm changin' lanes

And that's the main, difference

Between me and all these other bitches

I ain't kiddin', I been wit it

Since the kids in my village ain't have ceilings

But now I'm blowin' past 'em

Movin faster as I'm stackin' up my millions

Rackin' guns on these civilians

Wit how much blood I'm spillin

They been callin' me a villain

And I'm 'boutta load up this clip wit 'bout 30 rounds

I might pull up to your house and burn it down

And If you keep runnin' your mouth

Best believe the whole team finna run yo ass out

We can see it on your face, dog, you lookin' like a clown

Whole team makin' moves, everything we do is loud

And at 15, takin' shots of 30/30

Shots on shots did me so dirty

Hop in the car and now I'm swervin

Thank God I only lived a block away

Or I might not be here today

To let yall know it ain't worth it

To chug that liq' when you start hurtin

You gotta find a different way to deal with all the pain

Treat each day as a brand new day to better yourself

Don't worry bout the notches up under your belt

All grace to God when I ask for help

Please save our souls if nothin' else

Man, there's only 30 days up in a month

I expect you to get the fuck up

And start puttin' in work 'for your time runs up

Man, I'm tired of workin

It ain't workin' out

That's why I'm askin' God

What is my purpose now

I been countin loads of money

Made 30 today I'll make 30 tomorrow

Go pick out an O of somethin

I'll scatter your brain n I'll clean up tomorrow

Peep how ya nose is runnin

Peep how bros is runnin

From me in my car

Sit down n roll me somethin

I'm smokin like a 30 a day I might need me some more

30 plus

Juss for some drugs

He came in the game it ain't show him no love

Told him it's lethal

Just stick to the reefer

But he didn't listen he live wit a beeper

I came wit a sleeper

N woke up em all up

Went from a scrub to them showin love

Told em to stop

I came pop I stop drop n let that shit roll

Me and the dogs

We eatin' it up

We don't give a fuck

What you speakin' of

You know we be workin

Cause this is our purpose

We just scratched the surface

Of what's even worth it

We built for the service

We servin' em beats

Put us on a mic

Watch us turn to a beast

We servin' em beats

Put us on a mic

Watch us turn to a beast

I been countin loads of money

Made 30 today I'll make 30 tomorrow

Go pick out an O of somethin

I'll scatter your brain n I'll clean up tomorrow

Peep how ya nose is runnin

Peep how bros is runnin

From me in my car

Sit down n roll me somethin

I'm smokin like a 30 a day I might need me some more