L.E.S Drewskii - B.G.M

Know I gotta get it gotta get it
Now my credit card don't even got a limit
Other niggas frauds I be giving what it take
Know I gotta save me ten percent of what I make
Know I need money in blue
Know mom was mad when I told her I'm dropping school
I tell her hold back sit tight just keep it cool
Like BGM I tell her my bank roll smoove
My flex on boflex I smoke got no stress nah nah
My ice is froze yes my heart ain't cold yet nah nah
I do it for family since I was Andy yeah yeah
Got all these bands and know they can't stand me yeah yeah
Know I gotta get it gotta get it
Now my credit card don't even got a limit
Other niggas frauds I be giving what it take
Know I gotta save me ten percent of what I make
Ten percent adding up until it compound
Tell my shorty she could get that Saint Laurent now
Whatever you what it's yours
It's whatever you want now
From broke to rich and now I'm balling like LeBron now
I say it confidently
Niggas ain't poppin as me
I'm always keeping it real
You always copping a plea
It is what it is and trust me you get what you give and that's how I live
It is what it is I talk to my momma she tell me she proud of her kid
Cause you
Know I gotta get it gotta get it
Now my credit card don't even got a limit
Other niggas frauds I be giving what it take
Know I gotta save me ten percent of what I make

Written by:
Andrew Robins

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