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Featuring Twezzy & Twigg Martin [Intro] Ride ride, ride ride, Ride ride, ride ride, Ride ride, ride ride, Ride ride, ride ride [Verse 1] I'm screaming money or nothing from the top of my lungs Riding with police behind me in a car full of drugs I got one foot on the gas, one foot in front of the judge My baby mama still tripping want every ounce of my blood He say he's hoping I die, my niggas hoping I blow My homies dying in shell, I send them letters and soap Come on and step in my world, my life is realer than yours I watch bullets explode that man's brains on the wall But this streets be calling, try to beg me to listen Lost faith in the game and so I change my religion Tryin to stack me a million and stay to fuck out of prison On the day that I'm buried, I hope my sins is forgiven I know I need me a woman, I'm addicted to hoes, Got the mind of a soldier ready to ride for the cause, Ready to lie on the stand, ready to die for my sins Rather die as man, then ever live on my knees Songtexte[Hook x2] Screaming fuck all these haters, mother fuck all this bitches Got no time for these hoes, I got my mind on my riches Tryin to stack me a million, and stay to fuck out the prison But this streets still calling, tryna beg me to listen [Verse 2] I'm screaming fuck all these haters, mother fuck all these bitches That made us come in around I bet Twezzy fuck all their bitches Got some crack in the dishes I got some coke in the pot A couple fiends in the kitchen they doin' dope in the spot And nigga know that I'm hot there's no control of my fate That's why I say a prayer before I put that work on my plate And I pray can He hear me I'm just hoping that He listening I sold me a couple bricks guess he's granted my wishes I did shout for position I didn't lude for them prisons I'm tryin' to run a game it's hard to do when you sittin' Now I'm calling some shots affiliate with the mob Now nobody hard to reach all it takes is a call No disregard for the Lord these little niggers rebelling He a labyrinth with the burner like what the fuck should I tell 'em I told him go back to school shorty picked up his weapon Then he picked up a pack dope life while he repping [Hook x2] Screaming fuck all these haters, mother fuck all this bitches Got no time for these hoes, I got my mind on my riches Tryin to stack me a million, and stay to fuck out the prison But this streets still calling, tryna beg me to listen [Verse 3] Okay now we're out of time niggas spark for their team See them focus on their pawns while I'm tryin' to be a king Mafioso young nigga but I been alive Yeah 5 6 but banging like a nigga 6 5 That's right tryin' to see a hundred milli but these creeps are haters See you do it they just wanna see you meet your maker How a father before I pray on the above Before I'm facing you in person I be facing at a judge Sending in slugs for these niggers no love for these niggers Got no time for these hoes only fucking these bitches Money on my mind minds on another state God told me grind all the time never hesitate A stare, keep these niggas fair Fuck is Mark Wahlberg all these niggers ten We just getting money fuck what other nigger said This at on top view hussle hard fuck the feds Till 'em dead [Hook x2] Screaming fuck all these haters, mother fuck all this bitches Got no time for these hoes, I got my mind on my riches Tryin to stack me a million, and stay to fuck out the prison But this streets still calling, tryna beg me to listen Aus Songtexte Mania