Coming Slow ft. Good Credit Lyrics

When that money comin' slow, and you sleepin' on the floor

I know you don't wanna post, I know you be feelin' low

That money comin' slow, when that money comin' slow

You don't even wanna post

Had to stack that money I couldn't spend, cause it was comin' slow

Niggas you love and trust will take you down when they money low

I ain't really too much different from Lil' Richie, I'm just another goat

She ain't really different from my last, she just another throat

Threw me in that water, they wanted me to drown but I had a float

When I lost my brother, you know I cried and I had to pour

Nigga, you know my page still goin' crazy, I don't even have to post

Before I came around, your life was dead, I gave it a pulse

Music, I love it the most

Money, get it back and forth

Some of these niggas I call my fam ain't real and it hurt the most

Who the realest on the south for real?

They don't even have to vote

Everybody know it's Mr. One of None

You fake if you don't

Drop these songs, do this for Foe

I'm gon' pop, know I'm gon' blow

Know my dawg be servin' bags

He work from home like he remote

If you get a real one by your side, gotta keep em close

I ain't even checked my credit, but I'm with Credit

850 the score

Oh, you think my pain a joke?

I'm the one, just got to promote

When I post, I have her soaked

I'm gon' eat it up fasho

Better pay me if you owe

I got bloods and I got locs

I got GDs that I know

I call them niggas my folks

Foe forever livin', know I'm screamin' that at every show

She think I don't like her cuz when I hit it, I be cumming slow

They thought I was gon' pull up with some pizza, I said I come with dough

You only sent 900 for that feature, I need 100 more

Had to stack that money I couldn't spend, cause it was comin' slow

Niggas you love and trust will take you down when they money low

I ain't really too much different from Lil' Richie, I'm just another goat

She ain't really different from my last, she just another throat

Threw me in that water, they wanted me to drown but I had a float

When I lost my brother, you know I cried and I had to pour

Nigga, you know my page still goin' crazy, I don't even have to post

Before I came around, your life was dead, I gave it a pulse

Pocket full of dirty money

But my dope is clean like soap

Every whip is supercharged

I don't like nothin', comin' slow

Corner store, I was servin' wholes

4GN, they up the score

My trap house open, don't never close

These niggas say I do the most

Ain't trippin', this shit come and go

I bust it down, need a hundred more

My pockets stuffed, can't fit no more

Long live Foe, probably hit your hoe

This right here that Mari flow

Might fuck around and kick a door

Got so many killers, nigga, one of them might just take your soul

I ain't ever took no fuckin' L's, I just serve the most

These bitches out here fuckin' trippin, beggin' a nigga to post

Bitch, I'm out this bitch, sloppy Joe, my pockets fuckin' poking

Had to run this shit up, I remember times that it was comin' slow

Had to stack that money I couldn't spend, cause it was comin' slow

Niggas you love and trust will take you down when they money low

I ain't really too much different from Lil' Richie, I'm just another goat

She ain't really different from my last, she just another throat

Threw me in that water, they wanted me to drown but I had a float

When I lost my brother, you know I cried and I had to pour

Nigga, you know my page still goin' crazy, I don't even have to post

Before I came around, your life was dead, I gave it a pulse