BoldBeats - Bold Vs Reem (feat. 300reem)

I lost track of the money I'm spending
Cuz of all of the money I'm making
The bigger bag comin, I'm already hip
I won't lie I'm still getting impatient
They wanna know how I'm still here
Cuz I did all the work that these niggas was faking
I'm really round niggas that's getting that paper
Real nigga, no pictures is taken
And I know I'm the one
Cuz I stay out the mix but somehow I'm still hated by many
And I know that these bitches just hungry for dick
She hit me cuz I'm feeding her plenty
It's almost that time for the big black body's
I come thru they think it's the pressy
I done did everything that they swore that I wouldn't
So really ain't shit you can tell me
Bitch I'm him, you jump in that water it's sink or it's swim
Jump in my water, I'll sink yo ship
Speak on my name, I'll take yo lips
Fuck with my cheese, I'm breaking yo chips
How you gone climb ain't takin no risks
How you gone climb ain't fixing yo grip
Finally my time, I'm takin this shit
Niggas be struggling in the ponds
But still think they can come swim with the sharks
We all bleed but from different hearts
You want the light but get scared in the dark
You want the light but won't open your mouth
Doing nut shit trynna reach for the clout
Stand on your word, speak of what you're about
Cut off the world let them figure it out
Back to back to back to back, hit the trap make it stack
Whip the pot an watch it lock, crocin rocking in my socks
Pocket rocket hit ya snot, tell ya bitch to drop her top
Kia stinger whip the block, shawty all up on my cock
All of these rapper capping an chatting, all bout action but barely want static
Guess that's what happens when you turn to savage
I'm giving you bars like serving up addicts
Niggas want cooked, I'm grilling up beef, all I That bullshit, shooing two three
Thumbing through hundreds while checking deposits
Ya bitch hit my line she know that I got it, you don't
Point Dexter for pointing tech, Wu-Tang go protect ya neck
ODB imma get this check, mad man wit no method
Well respected and well-connected, break a block like I'm playing Tetris
Need a Quavo just to offset it, takeoff in a new vetti
Fuck all them niggas that gossip, now that's what they do to a bitch
Lilo my city stay with a switch, watch how we gone move
Tell ya bitch don't hit my line, she know all my rules
Tell the feds don't tap my phone, I don't make no moves
Fuck the cap dese bastards rapping
I'm done chatting'
On my soul that this they last chance
Life a ship, you pussy niggas mates
There's no debating that I been the captain
People hate that, I ascended up to get this bread and left em in the past tense
Really do this no need for the actin
Ion wish lil bitch I make it happen
Woah back to snapping rapping trapping, tell these niggas make it happen
Running races laughing lapping, tell these rappers not catch him
Bar for bar, kill you assassin, pistol match drip fashion
Tell them hoes I need my back end, tell the hoes I need my cash in woah

Written by:
Hakeem Aiken Jr, Tyrone Rhodes

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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