Mookie2blk - My People

I do this shit for my people who dream of Bugatti's and coping it legal
Yea
I do this shit for my people who dream about mansions to house all they people
Yea
I cant treat everyone equal
Yea
A dumb ass still a dumb ass
And if she got a pretty face wit a
Itty bitty waist ima put her dumb ass on my lunch pad
Here we go
Studied the game to the T
Ain't no finessing the G
Need a mill by thirty-three
Bitch please stop questioning me
Stop saying talk is so cheap
Its money when my celly ring
I been eating all these rappers on these tracks so I guess its really true you really are what you eat

Slow up or blow up
Look I came to get it
Pockets empty bitch
You gone know when I get it
Slave to the studio
Put me in chains and whips
And my masters stay in my posession
Ten thousand hrs I stayed on my focus shit
Now it's time for blessing
Back to the wall pressure building up
Humble shit
I cant take another lesson

I keep it thou while
You niggas running around
On ya bow wow challenge
Bitch lma libra u know I need balance
My music money ain't outweighing my talents
but we gone get to that and change out the status
We fucking or nah girl I dont need a challenge
She keep calling me a snack
And it wasnt disrespectful
When she ordered me to go

I do this shit for my people who dream of Bugatti's and coping it legal
Yea
I do this shit for my people who dream about mansions to house all they people
Yea
I cant treat everyone equal
Yea
A dumb ass still a dumb ass
And if she got a pretty face wit a
Itty bitty waist ima put her dumb ass on my lunch pad
Here we go
Studied the game to the T
Ain't no finessing the G
Need a mill by thirty-three
Bitch please stop questioning me
Stop saying talk is so cheap
Its money when my celly ring
Shorty know she bad she gone work her hardest to finesse me out a ring

And I ain't got no time to waste
I hate insecurities
Love you any time or place
I'll hit that all kinda ways

Written by:
Markus Holbert

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