DFG Q.T - Keep going (money over everything)

Niggas know the type of time I'm on, like I wear a watch Who wanna smoke with me
Who the fuck wanna try the type of look with me
Swervin' in that black and yellow Charger, just like Bumblebee
I had a teacher lyin' on my neck, so fuck miss hucabee be this how I'm feelin

I can't blow no money, save and stack it to the ceilin
I don't care how much, I got the blood, I still ain't got a million
Six years later, look at me, I still ain't got no feelings
Russ died, fucked the city up, and niggas fuck sum healing

Ooh, we got damn in the trap, bro, you smell that
Nigga, that's that f** boy you a fool if you inhale them fumes
I just wanna see your family die, we ever get into it
Kill everybody who love except for you so you can see me do it

Naw, that ain't pain talkin', that's just how my mind works
Nigga, fuck my bitch, I don't care, she was mine first
Before a bitch get that one chance, shit, I'm lyin' first
If you ever play with D.F.G., nigga, buy her hearse

You ever robbed a nigga that put trust in you go buy a hearse
These broke and scary
For that shit they do, they hiding too
My lil' hoe, she Dominican, she said, I wanna ride with you

Her pussy great, I asked her, fuck it, let me come inside of you
She said, bet, what the fuck is we gon' name this baby
Give her eighty dollars, you know what that's fo
Bitch, you crazy
Man these streets a stress you out be young as fuck look like u aging
Got that F&N be peeking off my hip look like a pager
Hit her then leave her sold her dreams, I'ma call you later

Nigga mad that his man's winnin
What you call a hater
Big clip in this, Drake cleared the scene, he got a taper
Boy, that bitch the biggest thot here in the city, and you ate her

(Keep goin) Ight , I bet I'm puttin' this shit on the floor
Nigga don't even wanna walk up in the mall, he know he broke
Nigga movin' funny, isolated, cause he know he stinkin

If I'm not cruisin' to that bitch, I'm probably walkin' to the bank
Yeah, I'm toxic send a message to unsent
She like, what you say
If we walk up in this bitch, then we did not come here to play

Brodi snaked me so I gotta kill him, hater had to be this way
Yeah, we eatin', I'll leave you starvin' if you reach for a plate
Loyalty or respect
Nigga, respect over money

Put the money over hoes they a leave you lookin' bummy
Diamonds shinin' in the rain, make it rain when it's sunny
Makin' blues out of Cali, man, I feel like Nipsey Hussle
Got a bad bitch in Cali, man, I call her Lauren London

If a new ant then you know that he ain't goin' for nothin
You can know me, then nigga, you should know that's in our blood
I came trap they got five paddywhackers in the hood
Told my baby, we O.T. with it, and she said, as you should

Wake up late, I went to sleep with Blick, but wake up, catch a jug
Doggy tryin' to beef wit everybody, nigga, need a hug
Cuz a crip but I ain't bothered by the fact because he blood, get it
Break it down and roll this shit back up to spark the wood, hit it

Foul ass nigga, couldnt pay me to care yeah, I admit it
Told him, chill out, right before he died, I wish he would've listened
Opps be tryna slide get crucify, you know it's fucked up, niggas
Yeah, stop playin', niggas know it's tough

It's somethin' I'm on, like I'm worldwide, know what the fuck goin' on
QT, I'm big QT, fuck is you talkin' about, nigga
I'm gon' let Russ, I'm gon' let Van, I'm gon' let Boo, man
I'm done with this shit

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