Natural Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
They weren't calling back
It ain't shit for me to toss a hundred i'm the quarter back
Baby I don't think I love you but I sort of care
Wonder why I ain't blew up yet my life more than rap
Gas prices going up they say the bows got cheap
So now when he hit the hood he taking more than three
Double r's on the hood stars in the ceiling
I probably won't be a start until the kill me
Two c's on each sneak amiri the zipper
I might throw some money on her I can't love a stripper
But I really love the money this shit hit me different
I see my brother smiling back and say we really did it
Venom in they gums won't get a dollar with them
I fell in love with dirty money took a shower with it
I'm tryna stack the money taller than a tower with it
Cali flower got my wrist with the flower setting
He let his pride get his mans dropped
Goofy you really a supporter don't get fanned out
Before they came and raided our homes they hit sam house
Everybody stood ten tows bitch we stand out
Damier slipper i'm finna give her kisses
Treat her like my misses she only my mistress
Everyone of us gone ball don't neglect the pistons
Fnh blue tips five seven missiles
I was mad you not sharing I ain't understand it
Now I ain't gone give you shit when you call me begging
Have you seen my neck lately hoes going sledding
He ain't know she bopped me up two days before they wedding
I am not impressed by money at all
Patek phillipe moon face it ain't sunny it all
Hit your bitch for and hour now she hungry and sore
Don't call my phone bout a thirty kit get a hundred or more dummy
Oxycodone tales
Hibachi date with the bitches she like my odor smell
This shit is more than sales
If I don't get it who gone give it you cant cheat the scale nah for real
Got the bitches blushing
My girl full of temptations not the David Ruffin
Like why the hell you cuff her
Only cuff I put on bitches ferragamo buckles
Only cuff I put on bitches ferragamo buckles
My mama such a christian how'd I end up sinning
My brother such a villain how'd I end up with him
Scooping up my hitter politicking over dinner
Banana clip gorilla, bandana print on the denim
Virgin mary statues in front of my mama house
Get her driveway done i don't know bout a doubt
Your girl said she feeling me i'm feeling up her blouse
Separate the fake from real sometimes its hard to tell
I got my socks off i'm finna rock out
Police pull me over and they made me pour my pop it
My fingers locking after eighty thousand had to stop count
I tried that college shit it wasn't for me so I dropped out
Yeah go get the money counter
My brother told me don't look back you gone make mama prouder
The second neph turn sixteen he finna get an audi
House big as hell for me to game I need a second router
Stand up gentlemen always plead the fifth
Brody died on the fifth i'm sleeping with my blick
Taking over come with enemies they gone remember me
Free the two two don't get stepped on like the centipede
No faking
They try to tell me who I am with this rapping shit
Like I don't try hard bro the shit is in me this shit is natural
Natural
Get money stay out the way
On everything I hold sacred
You know