FlyMoneyFresh - Assets

Ay yo ran turn that up
My nigga tell me that im always right wen im dead wrong
Focus on my craft and take the lead and keep my head on
I don't hold grudges with these niggas cus they tombstones
Could've rolled yo dawg up in this wood but i don't smoke zone
Million dollar dreams on my mind but i cant sleep
Told me get the fuck out my city but I can't leave
Still got niggas all in my hood with the same dreams
Until my niggas all plant a tree then I can't leave
Know just where i'm headed with this shit but i'm still humble
Praying that my shit just fall together and i live longer
Niggas just be hating on the low like i need something
Fuck i need from you man i'm good you a used condom
Focused on that stock and real estate and that better shit
I ain't gotta buy the wave back when im selling it
Told you all my business now i'm hurting cus you telling it
Loyalty is all a nigga know and you questioned it
5 Figures just to get my shine n my business up
Last tape was cool but i'm trying to run them numbers up
Ima need ten for a verse cus i ain't rich enough
Take us out this cage in the hood we in the trenches stuck
I'm tired of being tied up
The city don't supply us
How pose to trust in when your main nigga wired up
How you pose to lead when them niggas scared to line up
Giving niggas all that you got gone leave you fucked up
I'm tired of being tied up
The city don't supply us
How pose to trust in when your main nigga wired up
How you pose to lead when them niggas scared to line up
Giving niggas all that you got gone leave you fucked up
Living for the hype portraying shit you pretend to be
And i ain't got no beef i walk around like centipede
Probably want my head do your job but it's gone cost
And i ain't kennedy i ride around with the top off
Niggas feeling me that's the same shit your bitch said
And i don't like to talk a lot but pressure got me on the edge
Made it through the year i guess your shooter needed more bread
Before i let a nigga walk down he gone run scared
Fuck niggas way up out my lead they just gased up
Say you getting money you aint got it, it don't add up
We just want the loot keep the fame give the cash up
And I ain't putting nothing back in drive til you mask up
Left the benz parked in the yard and drove the corvette
Still doing fraud just to make sure my fam set
My granddaddy know that I'm focus I ain't snooze yet
Told me build a house and buy some land now your asset

Written by:
Terry Swain

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