Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish If you tried to steal this, you was having
A death wish We left a whole lot of cowards breathless
You never gave me up, we got arrested On collect calls and codes, gave em the message
Shit seen my work on the news, another message With this craft a kid will invest it
The price of murder went up, it's the recession Hello, I was sent by the mob, it's the collection
I don't wear condoms, but I keep protection They just blew his head off now, but God bless em
Tell the big homies I'm here, but don't stress
Em Life's a bitch, but you gotta undress her
What's that
My Chris Vector, sitting on the dresser I live by the code of the game, not the cheat
Code I'm just trying to blow me some powder with
All the freak hoes Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish
You play with me, I'm granting your death wish
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish I hold you by myself, I can't help it
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish You play with me, I'm granting your death wish
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish I hold you by myself, I can't help it
I'm a 192, belly rocking with a few To my lonely niggas phony, keep it on me
Slidin through, young ape in the zoo Streets used to be a jungle
Till these suckas' infiltrated with the ball to a fumble Should've never be the same, niggas f*cked
Up the game And they needa focus on the pape', do anything
For a name Ain't nothing like the old days, these niggas
Is wildin' Ain't no respect, and these youngin' missing
The structure and guidance F*ck the fame, f*ck the money, all they knowin
Is violence Worry about the next nigga, ain't too worried
About college Just fall back, get right and reconstruct
Your knowledge This shit is common sense, it ain't rocket
Science Get money, stack it up and do that shit again
And learn from your mistakes, appreciate your win
Get money, stack it up and do that shit again And learn from your mistakes, appreciate the
Win, ha, bang
And learn from your mistakes, appreciate the win, ha, bang
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Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish If you tried to steal this, you was having
A death wish We left a whole lot of cowards breathless
You never gave me up, we got arrested On collect calls and codes, gave em the message
Shit seen my work on the news, another message With this craft a kid will invest it
The price of murder went up, it's the recession Hello, I was sent by the mob, it's the collection
I don't wear condoms, but I keep protection They just blew his head off now, but God bless em
Tell the big homies I'm here, but don't stress
Em Life's a bitch, but you gotta undress her
What's that
My Chris Vector, sitting on the dresser I live by the code of the game, not the cheat
Code I'm just trying to blow me some powder with
All the freak hoes Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish
You play with me, I'm granting your death wish
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish I hold you by myself, I can't help it
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish You play with me, I'm granting your death wish
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish I hold you by myself, I can't help it
I'm a 192, belly rocking with a few To my lonely niggas phony, keep it on me
Slidin through, young ape in the zoo Streets used to be a jungle
Till these suckas' infiltrated with the ball to a fumble Should've never be the same, niggas f*cked
Up the game And they needa focus on the pape', do anything
For a name Ain't nothing like the old days, these niggas
Is wildin' Ain't no respect, and these youngin' missing
The structure and guidance F*ck the fame, f*ck the money, all they knowin
Is violence Worry about the next nigga, ain't too worried
About college Just fall back, get right and reconstruct
Your knowledge This shit is common sense, it ain't rocket
Science Get money, stack it up and do that shit again
And learn from your mistakes, appreciate your win
Get money, stack it up and do that shit again And learn from your mistakes, appreciate the
Win, ha, bang
And learn from your mistakes, appreciate the win, ha, bang
A death wish We left a whole lot of cowards breathless
You never gave me up, we got arrested On collect calls and codes, gave em the message
Shit seen my work on the news, another message With this craft a kid will invest it
The price of murder went up, it's the recession Hello, I was sent by the mob, it's the collection
I don't wear condoms, but I keep protection They just blew his head off now, but God bless em
Tell the big homies I'm here, but don't stress
Em Life's a bitch, but you gotta undress her
What's that
My Chris Vector, sitting on the dresser I live by the code of the game, not the cheat
Code I'm just trying to blow me some powder with
All the freak hoes Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish
You play with me, I'm granting your death wish
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish I hold you by myself, I can't help it
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish You play with me, I'm granting your death wish
Don't touch my weapon nigga, I'm selfish I hold you by myself, I can't help it
I'm a 192, belly rocking with a few To my lonely niggas phony, keep it on me
Slidin through, young ape in the zoo Streets used to be a jungle
Till these suckas' infiltrated with the ball to a fumble Should've never be the same, niggas f*cked
Up the game And they needa focus on the pape', do anything
For a name Ain't nothing like the old days, these niggas
Is wildin' Ain't no respect, and these youngin' missing
The structure and guidance F*ck the fame, f*ck the money, all they knowin
Is violence Worry about the next nigga, ain't too worried
About college Just fall back, get right and reconstruct
Your knowledge This shit is common sense, it ain't rocket
Science Get money, stack it up and do that shit again
And learn from your mistakes, appreciate your win
Get money, stack it up and do that shit again And learn from your mistakes, appreciate the
Win, ha, bang
And learn from your mistakes, appreciate the win, ha, bang
Writer: Chris Lockett
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