Real Nigga Shit
Real Nigga Shit
Money Neva Sleep
Let me look…
Catch Me If You Can
The Art Of Finessin'
Runnin' outta patience
Fuck waitin', like whats up with these labels
And it ain’t like a nigga ain’t workin'
And a nigga ain’t rich, but we ain’t hurtin'
And they ain’t sayin' all the shit that I’m hearin'
And they ain’t sayin' that I’m the hottest nigga in the streets
But a nigga give the lame, watch I take it all
And my life ain’t no mothafuckin' glamour store
I be in the studio goin' hard with it
Talkin' bar after bar after bar spittin'
I dropped Fendi P 2, I shoulda took off
Shit, I went right back to the drawing boards
Rubbin' Jet Life shit on the world tours
And there will never be a Money Neva Sleep 4
and they was still sleep
Knew I was on to something when I dropped Don P
Real niggas feel me
Nigga was droppin' them bitches back to back
Every tape, straight hot shit
When I dropped that Fendi P 2 tho, I thought that was the one
Put a nigga where a nigga needed to be
Shit… back to the drawing boards, more work to do
Then American Greed came
Man Purp Dogg back on anotha one
Burned through an old, rolled up anotha one
He hit me up like: ‘'P it’s time for anotha one'‘
Shit, I was in the trap, tryna run it off
When they did Money Neva Sleep 3
Cash Fargo had me sippin' up the Sixteen
I was all up in the trenches for them drug sales
But my homie Cisco hit me by my Clientele
And if you ain’t seein' what I was doin', you ain’t get the picture
Put the camera all on my jewelry, gotta focus nigga
Every feature I be on, I be snappin' nigga
Every Weed & Instrumentals, I was snappin' nigga
Tryna get it nigga
Tryna get it
Every feature… every Weed & Instrumentals… every tape… back to back… straight
Jet Life… to the next
And after that… it’s still
Art Of Finessin'
Shout out to my nigga Purp Dogg