Tae Bankroll - V8 Music (feat. Trapalot)

You know Ima take my time with this shit I don't gotta rush
They aint even know I been plugged in since
Since I could of been plugged in
And I gotta whole lotta shit across this mother fucker you know
And that shit simple
How you master the pain that shit simple
All the stress in my face turn to pimples
Imported ice I got that shit from Puerto Rico
I'm plug in and Ion gotta go to rico
Hard time made a man of a big kid
Simple shit could turn a man to a big bitch
I touch money way before they ever had rose
Oh I ain't like reading I was more with hands-on
Fucks his love baby if I can't even trust you
I got love baby but its not for you
Bitch I be mad you make niggas feel entitled
I left my grabba I know you like your spliff idle
And I'm my own man Ion got no idol
V8 noise bet I stop let idle
I turned up and they can't never turn me down again
She let me fuck and after that I let her down again
Boy I'm a Product of my self but I ain't following
Everyday we masked up and it ain't halloween
Eating southern fried chicken and some collard greens
Around some people who aint never seen a lot of green
How you master the pain that shit simple
All the stress in my face turn to pimples
Imported ice I got that shit from Puerto Rico
I'm plug in and Ion gotta go to rico
Hard time made a man of a big kid
Simple shit could turn a man to a big bitch
I touch money way before they ever had rose
Oh I ain't like reading I was more with hands-on
Lost my dog to the streets
I been going thru depression
When you stuck up in that field boy better have a weapon
Fuck school young nigga I aint wanna learn a lesson
Since I seen a nigga die from a Smith and Wesson
I know a nigga who got up from a hunnid packs
I know a nigga who done switch he done turn to rat
Lost my heart to the streets wish can go back
Lost my heart to the streets wish can go back
I was trapping up bricks in the trap like wasabi
Don't think that I'm lacking cause my shooter in the lobby
Look
Me and Stavo swerving in a different lane
Smoking gas yeah we smoking on that pain
Yah wasn't there when I was stuck up in that rain
Yah wasn't there when we was riding up in them trains
Bitch we sliding in them Beemers
Windows tinted you can't even see us
Purple white seats bitch I'm moving like I'm freezer
Diamonds cooler than a body stuck up in a freezer

Written by:
Stavo Biggz

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