This Shit Rough

[Verse 1] I had a feeling niggas was gon be with this shit cause it was dry nigga You take what you could get you gon sit there and just die I Learned a long time ago get yo money never mind a ho Got 10 years invested and yo bitch naked dick down the throat Catch me dirty and trapping up until something occurs And then there's spikes on my sneakers red on the bottom of hers Nigga don't do nothing but do this That's right nigga you clueless But this only the way a street nigga can get through this Meditating like a buddhist Niggas cool but I'm the coolest Take this cup and I'mma screw this Tryna get money like I'm jewish Who is this nigga think he is? just gone fuck all of our hoes Put coke all in our city then just jump up and go No! Truth is I've heard it all before And ain't too much that you can say to make me wanna stop it though I told my partner pushing a million dollars ain't enough And ain't no dope out in this streets nigga ain't it rough [Hook] Big old chain on your neck and you just came just to flex We just came just to come up then go hang in the jets Let me get that drop it this shit rough Let me get that drop it this shit rough You got ice on your wrist and i got money in my mind That mean I'm tired of being broke and you running out of time Let me get that drop it this shit rough Let me get that drop it this shit rough [Verse 2] Talk to me baby what is that pussy gone do for me I buy you this bag is you gone shoot to me? All this money coming honestly this shit is spooking me Plus I ain't been seeing my kids like a do usually Crackers asking who I am I tell them hoes just google me Back this bently up excuse me can you move for me Left all my feelings in my mama house came out like fuck yall Everybody buying bricks everybody but yall Let do it this is just a rapper, blood, don't let this niggas play you Ungrateful ass bitch cause this the last time I save you Keep tweeting all them lies Like you really seeing them pies And cookin' all that coke you a broke nigga in disguise We laughing at you guys And yall colombian ties If I told you what your bitch be doin' you would be surprised Hey lil buddy keep pushin' a quarter key ain't enough And and ain't no dope in these streets boy you see that it's rough [Hook]