Louie G The Don - 3 FIFTEEN AM

Yea yea yea
I been goin hard
All my life
Hustlin
9-9
Tryna get this
Money rite
I been on my grind
All nite
Mama say I'm Trippin
Well I'm fallin in the money
Work comin
Then I let it go
Trappin like the nba
That's a pick and roll
Louie give and go
Sell em high
And Get em Lo
Shawty I ain't coming Home
Till the trap close
Sorry tho
Want them green backs
Make stack
Stack stack stack
I ain't want you girl
Take her back back back
She ain't on my level
That's a hell no
I ain't fallin into love
That's the okie doke
She a joke
Rather count it up
I Can't stand
Being broke
And I can see a lame
Wit my eyes close
All that Hate in you heart
You should let it go
Get money
Live life
You can free yo soul
I been going hard all my
Life
Mamma say I'm trippin well
I'm falling into money
Say you getting money
Yea yea yea yea yea
I ain't wit the frontin
No no no no no
All my niggas winnin
Check the stats
Spend a bag
Get a bag
Back 2 back
Niggas talking greasy
Like pizza pie
Got a army on back
We can handle that
Where you at
Nigga drop a pin
If you bout it
But I doubt it
Nigga See theses Guns
No estics
They do damage
Dope boy magic
With the whip
Baby send addy
And a flic
Got em sick
I even want yo bitch kid
But I hit
Yea I did
Yea
I be goin hard
Ain't gon never stop
And that money counter
Ain't gon never stop
Big Benz
And the drop
Yea I had to cop
How the fuck
She bounce that ass
And it never stop
Back in high school
I was the man nigga
Now you look around
You see I'm still the man nigga
Boy I Been had the vision
And a plan
Put my back against the wall
Now here I am
I been going hard all my life
Mama say I'm trippin well I'm
Falling into money

Written by:
Gregory Orr

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