Liable Lyrics

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin dough

(Oh oh oh)

Where I came from can't tell me. Bitch better show

(Oh oh oh)

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin green

(Aye aye aye)

Nah you'ont know you'ont know you'ont know bout me

(Oh oh oh)

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin dough

(Oh oh oh)

Where I came from can't tell me. Bitch better show

(Oh oh oh)

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin green

(Aye aye aye)

Nah you'ont know you'ont know you'ont know bout me

(Oh oh oh)

Aye

I've arrived muhfucka

Been a ghost for a minute. I'm alive

Like communion, boy the juice come with crackers on the side muhfucka

Uncle Sam wanna piece of that pie muhfucka (wait a minute)

Where you been at?

I been writing laws like the senate

Got a plan to make this shit a business

Burning bridges witchu bitches. I ain't seen you in a minute

But just know that I'm on go if it's a situation spinnin (wait a minute)

Show me the evidence. niggas I'm better than

I been rollin with the homies smoking my medicine

If push come to shove imma run in some registers

Residents pockets looking for presidents. stop it

Mama knew better than raising kid in a kettle when hot it

Turn him so develish. I'm cool

I might just tat tat tat. let the metal hit

Like I'm working with elements

I need copper. that's every cent

On my mama, need every cent

That's on God I need every cent nigga

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin dough

(Oh oh oh)

Where I came from can't tell me. Bitch better show

(Oh oh oh)

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin green

(Aye aye aye)

Nah you'ont know you'ont know you'ont know bout me

(Oh oh oh)

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin dough

(Oh oh oh)

Where I came from can't tell me. Bitch better show

(Oh oh oh)

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin green

(Aye aye aye)

Nah you'ont know you'ont know you'ont know bout me

(Bruhman)

Came from poverty and I ain't never going back bitch

I might just break bad if I don't figure out this rap shit

Ain't a Method Man. I met the man that held back me

I had to kill him off cuz he was fuckin up the plan. see

I had a hard knock life. no little orphan Annie

So when I get myself right I'm lifting up my family

Lifting up the smoke. I'm blowing hope until I can't see

I'm clouded by my pride. it really got me feeling antsy

Came from sugar bread and old forces on my damn feet

Warm the house with the oven we ain't got no damn heat.

Boiling water on the stove just to take a bath.

My mama gave us what she had. but she ain't really have a damn thing

I swear to God bitch I ain't going back

If I gotta hit the lotto on a nigga. bring more a that

Recording ain't been pourin in shit. where the forty at

Don't what got into him. this system ain't built for him.

I'm liable to eat. I'm liable to be the nigga wyling in streets

.45 in this heat. oxymoron. nigga cold/fire when he speak

When I was 4'9 grew with no guidance with me.

Only violence I see. only vibe was the beef

I been conscious but really holding fire underneath

Imma Monstta. take what the fuck is mine

Bitch I'm on my fucking grind

I need every fuckin dime

I need every fuckin dime bitch

Aw aye aye man holup holup man you need to get up in here man

We got bottles, we got bitches man

This muhfucka too lit man gang gang

These niggas on some hardball shit

We don't need none of that shit

Man bring the gang and come through