panoramicroof ft. Sitystar Jay Lyrics

Niggas there when you winning, but they not when you lose

I'm getting to the pape while these niggas hitting snooze

I left the conversation, they ain't talking money moves

All my cars is 4door, but I can see me in the coupe

I was staring up the stars off the panoramic roof

I'ma need four woods if you want me in the booth

I've been getting to this money and my dog's eating too

Please don't call if I couldn't call when I needed you

But really, anywho, I got better things to do

When it ain't money in my pockets, it'd be hard to hit the stu

But I'm getting money now, so I really pick and choose

But this happen every year, so it ain't really nothing new

If you ain't got the pape, then please don't ask me what's the cost

Bro done got a zip, but he can't even get it off

Brody think he trapping, but he really not at all

Even if you working nine to five, you still can be a boss

And this shit ain't built for you, you niggas always looking lost

Yeah, my whip dark and it's foggy like I'm goth

Man, these niggas ain't hip when the cards would get embossed

150 put me on, that's some legendary sauce

That's some legendary sauce, man, that shit done put me up

Swear I'm high as fuck, thinking I should build a Hemi truck

Niggas coming to me now, but wasn't with me in the rut

They tryna hop in all my whips, but wasn't with me on the bus

I'm a grown ass man, I don't ever need to fuss

I got niggas that be hating while I'm laughing, smoking runts

Man the crud I be smoking on will slump you for a month

All my niggas rolling facers, we don't gotta pass the blunt

You down on your ass, fuck that got to do with me

I was in the stu working, you was begging for a feat

Pain got me feeling numb, you gotta keep that shit P

Wasn't raised to have feelings, I still wear it on my sleeve

Ever been down bad, flat broke with no cheese

Real motion bounce back with the clique its at ease

Put a dot on his head and now its dragon ball Z

Really open up the doors, I had to turn to a key

Niggas fuck the alphabet, my favorite letter is a G

All my niggas throwing up just like my village was a leaf

I be feeling like I'm Buddha, riding around with this piece

I be sitting on these niggas, boy, I feel like Lil Reese

Striker music, fast thing, OMA SRT

hands tired, punching up all day, this ain't Creed

Why you acting so invincible? Everybody bleed

I can see through your facade nigga, it ain't what it seems

Money don't change these niggas

Niggas got some chicken, it don't make no difference

My bitch got double C's, no crippin

She loyal to a nigga, she want soul, no riches

I got all these hoes, I'm not pimpin

Nigga, how you going broke, we stack different

Bro, if there's money on the floor, then go get it

Bro, if there's money on the floor, then go get it