JANUARY TO JANUARY Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I done got back up, I can't remember when I was broke
Long way from needin' help, had myself to stay afloat
January to January, put some pape up on the floor
Fat boy, for that cheese ain't satisfied, I need some more
I done got back up, I can't remember when I was broke
Long way from needin' help, had myself to stay afloat
January to January, put some pape up on the floor
Fat boy, for that cheese ain't satisfied, I need some more
Like, I just need some racks, you can't call me twin
Like a otter box, by the way, we plugged in
Gen five, keep it close to me, you know it's on my hip
I just fucked a nigga bitch and she done turned him to a simp
She just only got the tip, mad now she havin fits
We ain't flippin' bags to play, we just tryna go get rich
Gotta go swim, the sharks can't be stuck inside with fish
You doing that you gon' be hungry, when ain't no food up on your dish
Toughest niggas gettin' dropped, the smartest one turnin' the pits
Play the bling, gon' end up stutterin' like Buddy with a lisp
They done made me talk my shit and now I got these niggas pissed
And anyway, I'm gon' get paid lob to myself, that's my assist
I done got back up, I can't remember when I was broke
Long way from needin' help, had myself to stay afloat
January to January, puttin pape up on the floor
Fat boy, for that cheese ain't satisfied, I need some more
I done got back up, I can't remember when I was broke
Long way from needin' help, had myself to stay afloat
January to January, puttin pape up on the floor
Fat boy, for that cheese ain't satisfied, I need some more
They like, D.Lew, where you be at? With that money, it help me cope
When I was down, kept it hush, I wasn't gon' break or never fold
Industry niggas reachin' out, but I don't need to be put on
And they ain't tryna add no income, what the fuck, I need them for
For the ones who sleepin' on me, I'm the best, this ain't a joke
Got the world on my shoulders like an AR, hard to tote
Lotta nights be in my head, but dollar signs brought me some hope
And get the hoe inside the crib to pass the game like give and go
Told her, baby, I'm just here for the night, give me a show
I don't care about your nigga, won't tell a thing, don't gotta know
Make sure, when you leave the crib, don't forget to cut the low
Can't get between me and the bag and I done told you once before