This shit off the muscle
I grinded and struggled
Made my way out
Of the mf bubble
Nigga play tuff bet his ass take tumble
Securing the bag
Wtf is a fumble
Met a bad bitch off bumble
LoserHill town
So i stay humble
Can’t let this shit crumble
Gotta walk straight
Ain’t stumbling
Nah nah nah
Boy run ya mouth
Then we rumbling
Niggas be mad
And I don’t fuck
Im surrounded By winners
And we chasing some bucks
If you feeling like Charlie
Well nigga good luck
Hang in there baby
We turning straight up
3 headed clover
It matches my rover
I remember the days i was broke
Now that’s over
Running through dough
Like i drunk a speed cola
Sales blowing up my Motorola
Whipping pot
With baking soda
All of my life i was a Soilder
Stand up tall nigga hold your composure
Look in my eyes when you talk no folding
Aye
Stand up tall nigga hold your composure
Look in my eyes when you talk no folding
DN$ was written by Donayae Weaver.
DN$ was produced by justxrolo.