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My pockets are swollen (swollen)
My bankroll is folding (uh-huh)
These niggas out here blowing (mmm)
But baby I ain't going
You see I bought a black automobile (he pimpin')
I'm out here trying to make a mil (my nigga winning)
A new cricket cellphone (you on)
So junkies won't call my home (man he gone)
Some niggas that I can't trust (we straight)
Some killers that'll fuck you up (we mates)
Let's chop it up and let it stack (that's the business)
Then rent a house and sell some crack (yeah we in it)
Let's get this word all over town (you the man)
These heaven niggas touching down (with the plan)
Let's slang some rocks and slang some weed (you boys know it)
Whatever's gonna make the loot (cause we can show it)
The shake down we always go (we be eating)
Sometimes we have to throw them bows (up off the heat)
Some players down to make some moves (what's the word?)
A pimp don't always pimp again (them niggas heard)
What's going on?
My pockets are swollen (uh-huh)
My bankroll is folding (folding)
These niggas out here blowing (blowing)
But baby I ain't going (uh-huh)
My pockets are swollen (swollen)
My bankroll is folding (going)
These niggas out here blowing (blowing)
But baby I ain't going
See I'm sipping on some Bud Light (this shit is cold)
I'm hustling trying to get a bite (let's make this load)
My fishing rod is bending (we hitting the jackpot)
I'm cuffing and I'm spending (it's like a piece of art)
But every time I start to fish (I gotta catch)
Some police niggas gotta snitch (I gotta match)
Let's call up the hitman (with the AK)
And let them boys blood drain (this is end of day)
I'm spooked and I'm wondering why (fuck that rat bitch)
He's working for the FBI (he done got his)
He knew he was dead wrong (thought his ass was slick)
So now that pigeon dead and gone (from the fucking hit)
Now that the block is hot (man we gotta go)
It's time for us to close up shop (come on let's roll)
But that don't mean we are through (this shit ain't over)
I'll be somewhere near you (and I know it boy)
My pockets are swollen (swollen)
My bankroll is folding (folding)
These niggas out here blowing (blowing)
But baby I ain't going (ooh)
My pockets are swollen (swollen)
My bankroll is folding (oh)
These niggas out here blowing (blowing)
But baby I ain't going
You see I'm all for being hood and I ain't trying to stop
I keep an eye out for your haters and your crooked cops
I give a damn about you walkers trying to get me man
You know I got this .45 and I'm gonna keep it man
Cause everything's working baby when you come my way
And I'm gonna call 24/7 night and day
And when you ask when I would have it I would say all day
Because I'm trying to get a piece and I'm gonna stay rolling stacks
I said my baby needs some shoes so I'm on the slab
I got that good white and green and I don't fuck with that bad
But it's getting hard dog trying to dodge the po
But every day I feel that they be watching me through the scope
To top it off another bitch about to have my baby
I'm having a hard enough time with the one already
But I'm gonna stay on all ten cause I refuse to bend
So I'm gonna stay standing high and take a sip off this gin
My pockets are swollen
My bankroll is folding (folding)
These niggas out here blowing (blowing)
But baby I ain't going (ooh)
My pockets are swollen (swollen)
My bankroll is folding (you know it's folding)
These niggas out here blowing (blowing)
But baby I ain't going (hey)
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