Gas Tank - Addicted (feat. Bwest)

Still on the block making change (cash )
Me and you are not one in the same ( Woo)
Stayed true and I stay in my lane ( yep)
I want money I don't want the fame (Nah)
Addicted to go getting paid ( cash)
Me and you are not one in the same (Woo)
I want money I don't want the fame (Nah)
And I'm still on the block make change (Aye)
Still on the block making change (cash)
Me and you are not one in the same (Woo)
Stayed true and I stay in my lane (Yep)
I want money I don't want the fame (Nah)
Addicted to go getting paid ( cash)
Me and you are not one in the same (Woo)
I want money I don't want the fame (Nah)
And I'm still on the block make change (Aye)

I'm addicted to go getting paid
Addicted to the fast cars like skates
Niggas around you gone like throw shade
You gotta shine on em til they in the grave
I'm just a young nigga who stuck in my ways
I swear I want money I don't want the fame
I swear me and you are not one in the same
And that's the just reason I been getting change
He don't know to hustle that shit is real strange
Cuz me with the money put that on the gang
The clan Wutang when it come to cake
I noticed the shit that you doing is fake
I'm in my own lane so we cannot relate
The cookie I smoke it's not good cuz it's great
Aroma gone make all the spectators hate
Run up and you catch a 9 to the face

Still on the block making change (cash)
Me and you are not one in the same (Woo)
Stayed true and I stay in my lane (yep)
I want money I don't want the fame (Nah)
Addicted to go getting paid ( cash)
Me and you are not one in the same (Woo)
I want money I don't want the fame (Nah)
And I'm still on the block make change (Aye)
Still on the block making change (cash)
Me and you are not one in the same (Woo)
Stayed true and I stay in my lane (Yep)
I want money I don't want the fame (Nah)
Addicted to go getting paid ( cash)
Me and you are not one in the same (Woo)
I want money I don't want the fame (Nah)
And I'm still on the block make change (Aye)

One point of my life I was drug addict
Perky Yield bars I was drug happy
I was on the look I was plug happy
Now I'm supplying niggas who supply the drug addicts
You looking at a drug addict
I developed bad habits
3 or 4 Xans no chaser
It was like 3 and a half bows on the table
We go get that money just to spend it
Cuz when you die you won't have a penny
And when you down Everybody Living
And when you up Everybody Bitchin
I'm selling bags to help with my tuition
No scholarships and Fafsa not fuckin with me
I got niggas penning for me in the prison
She like the way a nigga handle business
Started selling half a Os yea I grammed it out
Paid 150 yea that's a fair amount
Bagging 14 I done turned it to the whole thing
Choppa clear the oh scene
You a freak baby show me
Smoking Foreign Paris OG (Hey)

Written by:
DARIAN C COOPER

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