FLY.B.G. - Time & Money

Me an Toby in the Buick, cursing 10k in the back
Me Loui in the studio, goin back to back
Boy you ain't talkin money, yeah you ain't never seen a stack
I could take yo bitch yeah I could run her for a lap
Yeah, yeah my Bitch she unfuckable
She's a 1 of 1, she's my bae she untouchable
Diamonds on me dancing you can't fuck with me
Everyone I go like my bro's that strap stuck with me
Thought I off like 10 times, I'm back
Momma died & left me strong, I ain't even boutta cap
Orange dust on the plates, don't even ask if I can wrap
10 milly with my mom, I graduated from the trap
Green on the scale, I'm into trees lumberjack
Thumbing through a 100k, less then an hour be done with that
Might front the whole pack out, been down im up I'm done with that
It's me Brady in the field, you know like the running back
Take yo head off, you come between me & my cash
The only thing I ever had was a blicky & the bag
I wanted to buy my momma a house but she left that make me sad
So I been up in the clouds rollin woods been smokin gas
I hit the road, I hold it down, In yo city still get my cash
I want the mansion in the hills, supercharger on the skat
Had to change my life up, cause I grew up way to fast
Can't feel the pain reminiscing, been stuck up in my past
I'm in the studio, these flames comin out my mouth now do the math
Overkill bitch I'm running through, like laser tag
Got the Glock & the F.N, to bad you can't switch the mags
Henny in my cup I'm dancin, homie you can't catch my swag
Always been different, flex up on em Ima make em mad
Do this for my OG & my momma, ima get the bag
Remember 6th grade, 5 bands up on the desk right in the class
Run outta woods fuck it, bring out the bong, come smoke out the glass
I roll my opps up in my wood, yeah you know I smoke they ass
I just went and dropped the bread, whole team be makin cash
Put my life out on the line, you know been living fast
We slidin in this shit together, be prepared to do the dash
I only live this shit once so I gotta get to my bag
These royal 12's on my feet, so I'm steppin on they ass
I pass the ball out on the court, I ball like Kobe make it swish
Yeah you know when I eat it's filet mignon on my dish
Say you got a problem rap beef go make a diss
Keep a stick like pool, you know it can not miss

Written by:
FLY. G.

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