I don't know why they worry bout me
I don't know what they heard about
A puff piece they was speaking bout me
A polished hood nigga straight from the street
Kept my word cause a nigga g
Iunno know why the tellin on me
Shit in 017 wasn't neat
Trust me shit ain't what it seem
But they ain't really favoring me
Yeah i'm running and i'm chasing my peace
Yeah my funds got bigger
Believe
Tryna knock da kingpin off his feet
Yeah they see what a nigga could be
Best believe i put the i in the team
Lyrically MVP
Rome is back
Murder spree
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Poker eyes
Can't tell what is next
Two kings keep a ace in my deck
Ice shines
See the weight on my neck
No lie
I feel weight on the cheque
I see my life in like 5 years
Making dollars on big scale
Like I'm Jeff
I move like bezo
While i'm counting the pesos
In mexico on the beach while i rest
Went to my jeweler
Told ray i need me a new one
All this gold on my neck
On the east where i lay and i rest
Keep a tech by the bed
Two sides to this shit
Why i flex
Member days i was broke with no cheque's
Shit on my mind
No outlet to vent
No outlet to vent
Lived long enough to be a villain
Guess i won't die a hero no
I wish the painting was big enough
Cause they cant even see the picture tho
I like my type kind of brown
Just like my drink
Henny on the rocks
Foreign model bring her to the bloc
Jenny really tryna come to the bloc
The head of the team
Ahead in my dreams
Shit is to sweet
Rocks in my socks
Knots in my jeans
Flex's to neat
But baby girl i might need you to stop
When she at her worst
She getting on my nerves
But baby girl you really
Really rock
I am flirt
Word to my birds
Chatter i hear
But i'm giving no f*cks
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
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I don't know why they worry bout me
I don't know what they heard about
A puff piece they was speaking bout me
A polished hood nigga straight from the street
Kept my word cause a nigga g
Iunno know why the tellin on me
Shit in 017 wasn't neat
Trust me shit ain't what it seem
But they ain't really favoring me
Yeah i'm running and i'm chasing my peace
Yeah my funds got bigger
Believe
Tryna knock da kingpin off his feet
Yeah they see what a nigga could be
Best believe i put the i in the team
Lyrically MVP
Rome is back
Murder spree
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Poker eyes
Can't tell what is next
Two kings keep a ace in my deck
Ice shines
See the weight on my neck
No lie
I feel weight on the cheque
I see my life in like 5 years
Making dollars on big scale
Like I'm Jeff
I move like bezo
While i'm counting the pesos
In mexico on the beach while i rest
Went to my jeweler
Told ray i need me a new one
All this gold on my neck
On the east where i lay and i rest
Keep a tech by the bed
Two sides to this shit
Why i flex
Member days i was broke with no cheque's
Shit on my mind
No outlet to vent
No outlet to vent
Lived long enough to be a villain
Guess i won't die a hero no
I wish the painting was big enough
Cause they cant even see the picture tho
I like my type kind of brown
Just like my drink
Henny on the rocks
Foreign model bring her to the bloc
Jenny really tryna come to the bloc
The head of the team
Ahead in my dreams
Shit is to sweet
Rocks in my socks
Knots in my jeans
Flex's to neat
But baby girl i might need you to stop
When she at her worst
She getting on my nerves
But baby girl you really
Really rock
I am flirt
Word to my birds
Chatter i hear
But i'm giving no f*cks
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
I don't know what they heard about
A puff piece they was speaking bout me
A polished hood nigga straight from the street
Kept my word cause a nigga g
Iunno know why the tellin on me
Shit in 017 wasn't neat
Trust me shit ain't what it seem
But they ain't really favoring me
Yeah i'm running and i'm chasing my peace
Yeah my funds got bigger
Believe
Tryna knock da kingpin off his feet
Yeah they see what a nigga could be
Best believe i put the i in the team
Lyrically MVP
Rome is back
Murder spree
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Poker eyes
Can't tell what is next
Two kings keep a ace in my deck
Ice shines
See the weight on my neck
No lie
I feel weight on the cheque
I see my life in like 5 years
Making dollars on big scale
Like I'm Jeff
I move like bezo
While i'm counting the pesos
In mexico on the beach while i rest
Went to my jeweler
Told ray i need me a new one
All this gold on my neck
On the east where i lay and i rest
Keep a tech by the bed
Two sides to this shit
Why i flex
Member days i was broke with no cheque's
Shit on my mind
No outlet to vent
No outlet to vent
Lived long enough to be a villain
Guess i won't die a hero no
I wish the painting was big enough
Cause they cant even see the picture tho
I like my type kind of brown
Just like my drink
Henny on the rocks
Foreign model bring her to the bloc
Jenny really tryna come to the bloc
The head of the team
Ahead in my dreams
Shit is to sweet
Rocks in my socks
Knots in my jeans
Flex's to neat
But baby girl i might need you to stop
When she at her worst
She getting on my nerves
But baby girl you really
Really rock
I am flirt
Word to my birds
Chatter i hear
But i'm giving no f*cks
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Back from the dead
Niggas wants me upset
I hit a lick and run up the cheque
I make like 15 week
And shit is too sweet
And how could i be upset
I count my money and sleep
Baby my dreams are who i be
I planted a seed
Now i'm watching stack
NOW
Writer: Junior Davis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid