HellRose

Burning money like a blunt full of that good shit
Getting hood rich
Bitch I’m sticked up like a blind man
Whip it soft harder than a frying pan
Metal said like I’m Iron man
Ain’t the hero baby I’m the bad guy
Need a bag so I get a jag I
Just want some shit I’ve never had
My life getting hectic like I’m selling traffic during rush hour
I could never have enough power
Remember days we had to flush powder like its cops at the door
The work is clogging up the toilet baby go and get the plunger
Snuffing suckers ducking undercovers
Rubber grip up on the dirty hammer
Bullets hit em like pieces
Getting money been the fucking thesis I’m the fucking reason
Dolla ain’t wanna play
We pull up like taggers and start to spray
Shit fifty cal curled em up like a k
Clip pulling off easy like Sunday morning
Anytime shootin' you know we scoring
Catch me a plane and get to touring nigga
All of that dirt yeah I did it
I hit the scale with the midget
I play your block with a pivot
Forty Glock gave me permission
All of yall niggas could get it
Sat in the trap with no shirt
I was just taking them Percs
I’m losing track of my time
I’m losing track of my hoes
Never lose track of the work
Tripping we going beserk
I really wanted that forty
But I went copped me a nine
I’m ridin' round with that bitch cuz' ima do time
Before you try takin' whats mine
Heard that yall niggas some rats
Heard yall ain’t getting no scraps
Wishing that yams would come back
Doing whatever whenever to run up a sac
Fronto blunt getting rolled up all killer no filler
Five niggas on the scene bet we hitting three like Reggie miller
I could still smell the elbow go and run it thru' the sealer
Schlowed' everyday HellRose thuggin' till they come kill him