KiD Swoop - 4SoLong

For so long we was hurting/
Now I be chasing a bag/
So many den crossed me/
I wear a T on my neck/
And it ain’t for the swag/
I was down inna valley/
Stuck in the mud/
I was just flexing wit passion aye/
Now I get money/
A little of something/
Now I be flexing wit fashion aye/
For so long, for so long/
We been hurting/
For so long, for so long/
But it was worth it/
For so long, for so long/
I had to get it/
For so long, for so long/
In them trenches/




Used to wear hammy-downs/
Now I need a Grammy now/
While I'm on the road/
Kiss me through the phone/
I'm feeling like Sammie now/
Remember she used to/
Take me to the movies/
Now I do shit for my granny now/
I did this shit all on my own/
Came up on my own/
Ain't shit you can tell me now/
I gotta bag Imma inna back/
Can't be in the front/
That's how niggas get clapped/
Niggas be woofing bought/
Shit they don't have/
How you inna Rari/
But live in the trap/
They say that I wouldn't eat off of rap/
But look at my plate/
You can see all the snacks/
I can't be broke so I got off my ass/
Some shit I did good/
Some shit I did bad/
I gotta band and they gotta band/
But they know the difference/
That's differential/
My teachers told me that I got potential/
To go and get money/
Don't listen to people/
That's what I did/
That's what I do/
Look at the benjamins/
I got the blues/
This ice on my wrist/
Make a nigga feel cool/
Got hoes in the six/
Just look at the view/
Remember the people said/
I wouldn't make it/
When I ain't have money/
Man I had to take it/
I got my first dolla/
They thought I was playing/
I'm talking like money/
Don't know what I'm saying/
Aye I need a bigger amount/
Aye I need a bigger account/
Aye Swoopie on top like a mount/
Aye I know they proud of me now/




For so long we was hurting/
Now I be chasing a bag/
So many den crossed me/
I wear a T on my neck/
And it ain’t for the swag/
I was down inna valley/
Stuck in the mud/
I was just flexing wit passion aye/
Now I get money/
A little of something/
Now I be flexing wit fashion aye/
For so long, for so long/
We been hurting/
For so long, for so long/
But it was worth it/
For so long, for so long/
I had to get it/
For so long, for so long/
In them trenches/




What's that in my hands/
You would think I'mNick Cannon/
I run up dem bands/
That money like Twitter/
I need a blue check on me/
I got the blues like jazz/
Remember the struggle/
Im feeling like Rosa/
Because I refuse to go back/
Can't fall for a chick/
I won't fall for a trick/
Man I refuse to be Jack/
Won't catch me lackin/
I don't get caught lackin/
Cause I am the one that finesse/
Keep me some bills like buffalo/
And they all cripping like I'm with the set/
That blue be all on me like Hov/
My Rollie so water I call it my globe/
Big bro got the heat like he carry a stove/
You would think that we voting/
From all of these poles/
Ballin I'm ballin I'm dunking/
Man even in timbs I be Duncan/
I cut off my thots like I'm carving a pumpkin/
My money keep crying like onions/
I'm after that chicken I'm plucking/
That chicken all on me/
My pockets be clucking/
The Feds asking questions/
I'm shrugging/
They say that I got it/
I say I got nothing/
I just called headphanie/
Oh you call her Stephanie/
That shit is a parody/
Say she need therapy/
So I get in her head/
And Lock up them jaws like a felony/
Aye I run it up, I run it up wit a purpose/
Being broke is a joke Imma allergic/
This T round my neck/
Like I'm Kermit/




For so long we was hurting/
Now I be chasing a bag/
So many den crossed me/
I wear a T on my neck/
And it ain’t for the swag/
I was down inna valley/
Stuck in the mud/
I was just flexing wit passion aye/
Now I get money/
A little of something/
Now I be flexing wit fashion aye/
For so long, for so long/
We been hurting/
For so long, for so long/
But it was worth it/
For so long, for so long/
I had to get it/
For so long, for so long/
In them trenches/

Written by:
KiD Swoop

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