Nigga Got Sick Lyrics

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(Call Wano Up Like Make a Beat For Me)

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A nigga got sick

Had to change up my taste

And once I went broke that had changed up my ways

You fuck up my bag, that's a slap in the face

I feel like niggas want me catch a new case

Can't get my hand unless we shoot the fade

I been in the field, I can hiss out the snakes

Sometime it's your people who give the most hate

But Either way I can get money the same

A nigga got sick

Had to change up my taste

And once I went broke that had changed up my ways

You fuck up my bag, that's a slap in the face

I feel like niggas want me catch a new case

Can't get my hand unless we shoot the fade

I been in the field, I can hiss out the snakes

Sometime it's your people who give the most hate

But Either way i can get money the same

Yeah, yeah

Ok, this shit crazy

They fuck up the bag like they hate me

I face it, like fuck em, they shady

I still got the water, I work for the navy

Old money like 80's

I rock em like babies

I'm tied in no laces, I'm chewing no braces

Whip the dope like I'm racist

She stuff it, no patience

Hide the babies like Casey

Got low's in the basement

I know my scale aching

I see what it's taking

I just got my box in

Was in the pin sellin Suboxone's

Came home fucking bitches I'm Toxic

She gave me some head so I know she acknowledge me

Trap doing numbers I say trigonometry

Plug he so proud of me

Know that I'm proud of me

Making these plays and I do this shit privately

Just off of my phone got me up to my highest peak

If I don't answer my fiends coming after me

I can feel the hate after me

Imma take it head on like a accident

You can look me up

It ain't no Cap in Shit

If I burnt a bridge it wasn't a accident

I was lit, yeah when the package land?

I can't fuck witchu if you wasn't made for this

I'd never show you money quick

That's the way a nigga back door you bitch

A nigga got sick

Had to change up my taste

And once I went broke that had changed up my ways

You fuck up my bag, that's a slap in the face

I feel like niggas want me catch a new case

Can't get my hand unless we shoot the fade

I been in the field, I can hiss out the snakes

Sometime it's your people who give the most hate

But Either way I can get money the same

A nigga got sick

Had to change up my taste

And once i went broke that had changed up my ways

You fuck up my bag, that's a slap in the face

I feel like niggas want me catch a new case

Can't get my hand unless we shoot the fade

I been in the field, I can hiss out the snakes

Sometime it's your people who give the most hate

But Either way I can get money the same

The hate get me outta line

Then I Switch lanes

I keep it a hunnid like you keep the change

I got it on sight like I shoot at the range

And every watch flooded from living so plain

Not taking the hate

It Can't fuck with my gangs

I say it's all four of us, is that a gang?

Count, all up a hunnid but won't show a thing

But stay with them sticks so you know how we bang

We gotta stay focused, we stepping like soldiers

My first watch a Rollie

I heard you be coaching

You see how I approach it

I got it, it's over

We all got the motion, the money just floating

I don't wear no chokers, but got the game choking

I'm catching your bitch, got me out here wide open

You owe me some money I'm fucking her slowly

I whisper in her ear, yo baby dad owe me

We be even in the morning, I wake up counting money while I'm yawning

Keep my shoes on

I fuck her, damn I'm ornery

Lock the door but I still keep it on me

Call on my name, I be gone by the morning

I gotta hit a lick I'm already driving

Can't trust nobody I'm still out here sliding

I was down broke now I'm up and that's honestly

Yeah

A nigga got sick

Had to change up my taste

And once I went broke that had changed up my ways

You fuck up my bag, that's a slap in the face

I feel like niggas want me catch a new case

Can't get my hand unless we shoot the fade

I been in the field, I can hiss out the snakes

Sometime it's your people who give the most hate

But Either way i can get money the same

A nigga got sick

Had to change up my taste

And once I went broke that had changed up my ways

You fuck up my bag, that's a slap in the face

I feel like niggas want me catch a new case

Can't get my hand unless we shoot the fade

I been in the field, I can hiss out the snakes

Sometime it's your people who give the most hate

But Either way I can get money the same

A nigga got sick

Had to change up my taste

And once I went broke that had changed up my ways

You fuck up my bag, that's a slap in the face

I feel like niggas want me catch a new case

Can't get my hand unless we shoot the fade

I been in the field, I can hiss out the snakes

Sometime it's your people who give the most hate

But Either way I can get money the same

A nigga got sick

Had to change up my taste

And once i went broke that had changed up my ways

You fuck up my bag, that's a slap in the face

I feel like niggas want me catch a new case

Can't get my hand unless we shoot the fade

I been in the field, I can hiss out the snakes

Sometime it's your people who give the most hate

But Either way i can get money the same