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Featuring French Montana Prod. by The Renegades (Intro) If it wasn’t for this it wouldn’t be that Drink Montana (Hook) Bad bitches, top down Foreign cars, popping bottles If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem We giving niggas what they want Dirty money we be spending Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended 100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute (Verse) I remember nights on them porches I’m dreaming Porsches and Benz Drinking Hennessey, plotting on other ways I could win Back in the day I was trouble, when nigga Bakas was in Mama off in the kitchen, cooking my favorite again Had my sign on the million, most my niggas was dealing Stashin work in them civics, running that boy like the emmit Hopping up in that new Chevy, that bitch was too pussy tinted Letras de cancionesHeard them jack boys are lurking Man I be one of the victims, A cold world, a cold world Tryina make a dollar for my daughter and my old girl Gotta make a way, I’m chasin paper, Maybach chauffeur If you don’t grind then you don’t shine nigga that’s word Hey that’s word, I say hey young world, how you doing today You ever ran up out of answers, all you could do is pray She told me baby you recover, what my granny would say Don’t got no grudge with my daddy, I’m millionaire to this day I taught myself how to be a man, ain’t no follow to thank I felt that nigga should be around, just to show me the way Just know he wasn’t, I was out here thugging Looking at them dope boys stunting, foes on them curtains Pocket full of them hunneds, bitches love it Low key and buckets, no kind of budget Screaming fuck it, when you came from nothing Came from nothing, word (Hook) Bad bitches, top down Foreign cars, popping bottles If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem We giving niggas what they want Dirty money we be spending Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended 100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute (Verse) Yeah, ok, I hustle and soft the muscle this shit my religion Young and focused, I’m on it, not one of the seats having figures Had to make a way out the struggle and sacrifice with decisions Riding low in the Taurus, I always prayed for the Bentley Had a whole another mission, to get rich on your bitches Tired of goin to the bank and they say my funds’ insufficient Only one thing to do, I had to go out and get it Always wanted to ball, I had to play my position And I did just that, put on my CD and in fact I keep a mill in my safe, and plus it’s 12 in the ghet 200k for the whip, you see the 30 they tag I’m on a boat with them bitches I give a fuck if you mad, we living Straight out the gutter to making millions And I did it with real niggas (Hook) Bad bitches, top down Foreign cars, popping bottles If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem We giving niggas what they want Dirty money we be spending Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended 100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute From Letras Mania