Rob $tone

Womp Womp
Womp womp Womp womp I told my bitch "Look, don't you have no worries" I call my bank like "Have my chips ready 'cause I'ma be there early" I had some friends, some niggas did me dirty I just [?] god damn I'm rich but, that shit still be hurting I play to win, I'm in the field like Gurley Can''t buy a bitch a burkin, bust my nut [?] These women wishing they could be deserving [?] haters watching all my stories But shit I'm really wishing I could find patience Every six months I'm probably switching locations And I got problems with my girl 'cause she just think I'm all shady Told her "Baby you can trust me, I'm just really 'bout paper, damn" You can't be feeling all basic, there's no nigga like me See I could be the worst type or I could be the best night I'm tryna get some interest, send my momma a [?] God damn I gotta get some millions so my family can buy land These niggas tryna kill me so I'm bringing my Glock in Police gon' probably kill me if they tryna stop my Benz But when you hot as me, [?] you like fam Remember all them nights we barely could even buy grams Womp womp, get the money Womp womp, get the bread Letras de cancionesI can't be dealing with no thot 'les she getting paid Womp womp, pussy nigga Bye bye, [?] My baby live right out [?] like I still get head Womp womp, get the money Womp womp, get the bread I can't be dealing with no thot 'les she getting paid Womp womp, pussy nigga Bye bye, [?] My baby live right out [?] like I still get head [?] see 'em then they did me dirty Guess they was never worthy, some lessons have to learn 'em Breaking bread but what's the purpose When niggas still [?] split my dollars up with you These rap niggas acting all nervous They dap me up in person but they swerving when I'm tryna get some work It's funny they salute me out in person but forgive me on the net Because they're scared of all the X fans lurking That nigga brought my family up on [?] [?] nigga sticking to the code They only stick to buying purses [?] worth it You niggas ain't rapping with a purpose, I crack on any surface The facts all on the surface, get racks then close the curtains [?] hurt me They only pay attention when the problems don't concern 'em You god damn right that I got problems, don't you worry I'm still out on the surface screaming Womp womp, get the money Womp womp, get the bread I can't be dealing with no thot 'les she getting paid Womp womp, pussy nigga Bye bye, [?] My baby live right out [?] like I still get head Womp womp, get the money Womp womp, get the bread I can't be dealing with no thot 'les she getting paid Womp womp, pussy nigga Bye bye, [?] My baby live right out [?] like I still get head Real niggas will risk it all for the promise of a greater outcome and a greater income Built this house out of recovered wood of ships that trapped black souls here from now foreign shores From chains and war to chains and clothes that we once couldn't afford Need I say more? From Letras Mania