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"Love Sosa (Freestyle)"


Yeah nigga

Trapfornia

I'm back to my old ways
It's Young Sam
Let's Gooooooooo

In a new benz presidential tint I think that I'm OBAMA
Brokes hoes get out the way I'm only after commas
And Mo comma's and Mo comma's and more dollars I'm hungry
These raps nigga's don't want beef I eat em up like I got the munchies
Never thirsty for no bitch laugh cuhz you fucking with my old bitch
Think you fucking with my new bitch yo shit gotta be exclusive
My whole team gotta be on
My whole team gotta smoke strong
My whole team money gotta be long
Or see the crossroads like bone flocking in yo home
Some nigga's do drive by's
Or walk ups it don't matter
Nigga's starving for that paper
Tryna get our pockets fatter

Imam rude boy imam problem child behind the scenes ya don't know me
No I am not chief keef but I still think that I am kobe
And lebron james and kevin durant I'm balling you just warm the bench
My passport got stamped hella times I'm fucking hoes who speak french
Was a young nigga with no clothes
Used to borrow my brother swag
Back then didn't have shit
Now that slow money coming so fast

Flying first class
Thank God
Ghetto nigga
Bad report card

Used to fuck hoesss by the bleachers
Now I'm charging people for features

In another world my brain gone
Tryna maintain a steady income
Everybody wanna copy nigga's swag damn
And you still trynaaa get some

If I ain't smoking weed I'm on the way to get it
If I ain't getting money what's the point of living
Them nigga's say they balling I don't see them dribbling
All I want is money you could have these bitches

If I ain't smoking weed I'm on the way to get it
If I ain't getting money what's the point of living
Them nigga's say they balling I don't see them dribbling
All I want is money you could have these bitches

All I want is 100's all I want is 50's
Fucking with my money you goon meet my semi
Shout-out to my city #TRAPfornia reaping
Goons by the 110 intersection
Crazy 4 this ink I told her wipe me down
She didn't like me back then but she like me now
This what I told the bitch
If it ain't making money
It ain't making sense
Young nigga out here tryna pay the rent
And stack bread on major shit
Is you with it
She with it
Turn around lemme hit it
Rubber bands on my bankrolls and don't you forget it
Not cocky or stocky nor am I rocky
So I keep 9 on my side just incase you try to pop me

If I ain't smoking weed I'm on the way to get it
If I ain't getting money what's the point of living
Them nigga's say they balling I don't see them dribbling
All I want is money you could have these bitches

If I ain't smoking weed I'm on the way to get it
If I ain't getting money what's the point of living
Them nigga's say they balling I don't see them dribbling
All I want is money you could have these bitches

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