ThaRealMenace - FINISH ME

A young nigga been getting money dummy
The fuck these niggas think they on man
How far we came a long way from nothing
Man Ion even know these niggas frl
Niggas ain't even hard
Been in my bag I'm up to something
Up to something
On God
Up to something
Stopped taking them L's started serving them up
Only the real up on my side
We been had the wave they wasn't fucking wit us
2020 Mob ties
If yeen gang just stay the fuck from round me
On God
I guess I'll show you lil boys how to run it
Counting and counting my hand keep thumbing
Money on money that shit keep coming
Don't where I started don't talk like you know me
My phone keep buzzing
Jumping and jumping
How far we came a long way from nothing
Youngest of six had a plan to get rich
Nya told me go in
Lock in and stay conscious
Popping my shit only way they'll watch me
Them boys can't do nothing no way they can stop me
I say this my year so just wait till I drop it
I took off a year and I'm still the main topic
I keep that shit playa got too many options
Got caught and ain't tell a nigga too solid
Look at that boy Floyd they say that he wilding
They know bout the gang they know that we popping
Ion care what they say it can't get to me
Icy sub-zero they tryna come finish me
Literally never was worried bout no city beef
Been having motion can't worry bout no enemy
Mention me only want clout when they mention me
Jumping and jumping house party we flood the streets
Coming and coming count up till I go to sleep
Shh
These boys think they hard who they pose to be
Never was worried
It's time to go splurge
Remember them days when my pockets was hurting
They chirping and chirping ain't saying a word
I fucked up my rims when I bumped the curb
I kept that shit pushing big dog not no rookie
My pockets be blue like the one that steal cookies
We up in the party I dare them to push me
They internet thugging these niggas be pussy
I lost a few bros in my life Ion need them back
Say I'm down 20 don't think that I'm coming back
Ian even tripping I lose it we run it back
Been in my bag Aaron Donald I got the sack
Fuck is they saying they thought I was playing
My bro keep the chopper he up get to spraying
If I wasn't rapping I'll still get the bag
Call up my boy Cash he'll get on yo ass
I guess I'll show you lil boys how to run it
Counting and counting my hand keep thumbing
Money on money that shit keep coming
Don't where I started don't talk like you know me
My phone keep buzzing
Jumping and jumping
How far we came a long way from nothing
Youngest of six had a plan to get rich
Nya told me go in
Lock in and stay conscious
Popping my shit only way they'll watch me
Them boys can't do nothing no way they can stop me
I say this my year so just wait till I drop it
I took off a year and I'm still the main topic
I keep that shit playa got too many options
Got caught and ain't tell a nigga too solid
Look at that boy Floyd they say that he wilding
They know bout the gang they know that we popping

Written by:
Tristan Floyd

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