Master Plan Lyrics

Ayy, uh-huh

Y'all know I always gotta come on with the ayy, you know what I'm sayin'

Heh heh

Four one four sh*t

I don't know what the fuck you been told

Goofy ass nigga

But I been doin' this shit since like 15 years old

Get it in, get sold

Big Bens, big load

I came up with a master plan like

I'm finna switch the tempo

Uh-huh

Now I'm right back in with this shit like

What the fuck its hittin' for

I'm tryna get you and your friends and be like

Let's get this shit on

But if you got other plans then I'm like

I'll leave you alone

Was tryna get a couple bands and then like

Here came the hoes

I be in my bag, I know

You say you gon' do what? You won't

I'm turnt up with a cup, alone

Alone

Up early on the block, alone

I gotta be the first, get the bag on

She wasn't fuckin' with me, that ain't last long

Alright, I was steady callin' in to my job and it's gone

Nigga cause these damn phones

These motherfuckers kept on ringin' in the morning

Got me answering like what the hell wrong

And its my nigga from the block getting guap

And he said it's time to hit the damn road

Every time dog

The road

He need a load and I got what he want

I get back, I am not finna front

I get racks to the top, here I come

Nigga talkin' like he stacked, he a bum

A bum

Nigga, gone get your bread, don't be a crumb

Watch how I paper chase, boy, I run

I need a bag every day, sun through sun

Sun through sun

Aye, I grew up in a motherfuckin' slums

Lookin' back, man, that shit wasn't fun

I got bands, I got sticks, I got drums

I got bands, I got sticks, I got drums

Drums

Ill beat a nigga head like a drum

Until I see the nigga dead, I ain't done

Don't give a fuck about shit but the funds

But the funds