Stuck in My Ways

[Verse 1] I bury you niggas in money And then make it rain at your funeral You flexing them tens and them twenties Can tell that this money shit new to you You get my chain, I don't want it back You wear that shit while they viewing you I'm in the field like a running back Jumping out that Benz like a hula hoop Call me the GOAT, but I'm in a Lam' I jumped out the Porsche, and got me some grams Ran up a check, start popping them bands These niggas upset, thank God for my fam Lord forgive me for totin' these semis And puttin' these bad bitches up in Fendi I got a fetish for gettin' this cheddar Ain't going out bad when I'm in the city [Chorus] I ain't gotta front, I get what I want If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front She got a fatty, I hit from the back They should have never let me get a sack Oh yeah I'm living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I'm in the pack Oh yeah I'm going hard for this paper, they hating, ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back) Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me, she fuckin' amazed Crib so big, to get to my bedroom, it's fuckin' a maze Cut her a check and tell her behave [Verse 2] I don't got time to be wasting my time Too many bad bitches waiting in line That pussy good, I'ma take her to Shyne She lose a point, it'll make her a nine She know I got some paper, I ain't gotta pay her She just want me to pay her some mind She wanna fuck a 'Chaser, I'ma fuck her later But I really can't make up my mind I want some money and I want some pussy (Some pussy) No lyin' like Lucious or Cookie (Yeah) I built a empire sellin' that fire I stayed on the block in a hoodie (Check check) I turn my Glock onto fully (Fully) I let it wop on a bully I'm gettin' top in the telly (Ha) It sound like she Mama's spaghetti [Chorus] I ain't gotta front, I get what I want If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front She got a fatty, I hit from the back They should have never let me get a sack Oh yeah I'm living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I'm in the pack Oh yeah I'm going hard for this paper, they hating, ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back) Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me, she fucking amazed Crib so big, to get to my bedroom, it's fuckin' a maze Cut her a check and tell her behave [Verse 3] Ain't no finessing (No) Niggas they say it's all love and it better be (Yuh) Can't get ahead of me (Whoa) Whole 'nother level, they ain't on my pedigree I got the recipe (Recipe) I had to mix up the song with the melody (Mix it up) Fuck is you tellin' me? (Tellin' me) Shawty be choosing to keep her from messing me (Yeah) Sniper Gang with me like Kodak Really got money and you know that (Know that) Better pay the tab if you owe that (Yeah) For a nigga start layin' where your ho at I'm from the north side of Philly my niggas will really send shot where your bro at (Shot) I heard them niggas that's helpin' your hood got depressed when you hear you can't go back (Whoo) [Chorus] I ain't gotta front, I get what I want If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front She got a fattie, I hit from the back They should have never let me get a sack Oh yeah I'm living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I'm in the pack Oh yeah I'm going hard for this paper, they hating, they cuttin' no slack (Get it man, get it man) Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me, she fucking amazed Crib so big, to get to my bedroom, it's fuckin' a maze Cut her a check and tell her behave