BUCK-I

Tryna get this money, that's my one and only motive Don't come around my niggas, cuh we gully and you know it I dumb down my lyrics for you dummies to decode it When I say I've got the belly that's a stomach full of dough And blud, this is the moment where I slump an opponent Dump off and then jump in a stolen You've seen the car check, you know what I'm capable of Of doing in a car then, it don't take much to get me going When I was younger, all the olders used to gas us up Until we realized them brudders ain't as bad as us We ain't having it, me and my advocates are adamant Brudda, you ain't eating with us unless you add to it I'm tryna get the Ps and all you're bringing is asparagus I'm old school, I learnt to count on an abacus Shit hits the fan, I can't count on no amateurs It's hard being Casper in a town full of cameras Buck-I, buck-I Buck-I, buck-I Buck-I, buck-I, buck-I, buck-I Buck-I, buck-I, buck-I, buck-I Find him in a piece, they'll be my one and only problem I'm in the streets saying fuck the world without a condom I live in East, it's always been my only option I'm in the belly of the beast with all my people at the bottom Blud, this is the point where I roll another joint All my bruddas put in work even though they unemployed Fuck the system (greatly my day out) On a 60-bag more They can never say people from estates Are a waste of space and they ain't got much ambition I'll rebuild 100 not the damn temple We run the future, how's that our fault? We cough money, spit back into the ends When you're friends that are in the Government are too tight to fork out Scared money off, made no money and That's why I ain't no stranger to a court house Buck-I, buck-I Buck-I, buck-I Buck-I, buck-I Buck-I, buck-I, buck-I, buck-I Buck-I, buck-I, buck-I, buck-I Buck-I, buck-I, buck-I, buck-I