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We was just tryna make some extras
Off the shake in the kitchen
With an apron on,
But I ain't bakin' cakes.
They was tryna play the game,
I was tryna make a play
They just tryna make a name
I'm just tryna make a way
Anybody ever doubted me
Ima make 'em pay
Sloppy rows, money tied
Any motha fuckin way
I'm done playin', I was tired
Any motha fuckin way
He got grades, the pussy died
Any motha-fuckin way
All this designer on
I worn mines anyway
You can see my ice
Even if its night or its day
She dropped straight to her knees
I thought she was finna pray.
She turned to a predator,
I guess I was the prey
I turned into her lunch
Still do my own stunts
Ain't been broke in a minute
I get paid a whole bunch
Niggas turnin into bitches
Fucked the whole boat up
I was thirteen when I picked my first load up
Still droppin sixteens till a nigga blow up
Ridin round bangin Pac
In my flip flops, Balenciaga socks
Fuck the seven, if the weed heat I need a Ziploc
If the mafia in the buildin' you don't want to miss out
Ima finish what I started
Ima give 'em what I got
Niggas never make it
They be giving it a lot
I really started in the basement
Now I'm sitting at the top
Mac out till I die
I'm never giving up the block
We was just tryna make some extras
Off the shake in the kitchen
With an apron on,
But I ain't bakin' cakes.
They was tryna play the game,
I was tryna make a play
They just tryna make a name
I'm just tryna make a way
Anybody ever doubted me
Ima make 'em pay
Sloppy rows, money tied
Any motha fuckin way
I'm done playin', I was tired
Any motha fuckin way
He got grades, the pussy died
Any motha-fuckin way
Detroit to Balifornia
I ball at home
Yall niggas fall off and never fall back on.
If I fell off, I got a bouple people I could fall back on
Get a beat from Rell, make it whole, strung off the dome
Weed soft, but when you hit it, its strong
Before they ball me a goat
I knew that shit all along
I want all the smoke
I ain't talkin 'bout bones
I just really want to bool,
And make some M's with my dogs
Lookin at my ice, my future look so bright
Lookin for a plug, I can get 'em here tonight
I don't need a PJ or a first blass flight
I just need a TV and some ice for my sprite
I can tell they envy, but I dont want no pity
First they love you till they see you winnin
I need some tissue, you all see me shittin
I seen it all, never seen me quit
I miss you, damn I need a minute
We was just tryna make some extras
Off the shake in the kitchen
With an apron on,
But I ain't bakin' cakes.
They was tryna play the game,
I was tryna make a play
They just tryna make a name
I'm just tryna make a way
Anybody ever doubted me
Ima make 'em pay
Sloppy rows, money tied
Any motha fuckin way
I'm done playin', I was tired
Any motha fuckin way
He got grades, the pussy died
Any motha-fuckin way
We was just tryna make some extras
Off the shake in the kitchen
With an apron on,
But I ain't bakin' cakes.
They was tryna play the game,
I was tryna make a play
They just tryna make a name
I'm just tryna make a way
Anybody ever doubted me
Ima make 'em pay
Sloppy rows, money tied
Any motha fuckin way
I'm done playin', I was tired
Any motha fuckin way
He got grades, the pussy died
Any motha-fuckin way