Everything I Got Letra

Don't worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me
I know they hangin' on the low, that's the wrong way to go
[?] for a ho, I can't trust her no mo'
Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked
Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can't stop

Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
Black lamb, black [?] why the hell you do him like that
I heard it got him upset, these niggas ain't a threat
All the niggas with the [?], I'ma leave a nigga wet
Only rappers in the battlefield, who the fuck wanna battle them
Name a rapper saying something back, on a nigga get his ass whacked
I don't argue over telephones, I'ma do these niggas hella wrong
I'ma put these niggas into church, never said their name in a verse
Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
It ain't nothing, we ain't trippin', we ain't gotta get a dime of show money
We don't never throw [?] on nigga cause we don't ever talk about a nigga
If they hatin' we gon' let 'em hate, cause none of these haters gon' elevate
Aye check this out right, see, I just pulled up on my partner in my lamb right
I lift the doors up on that motherfucker, and then when I looked at him, I could tell in they eye they ain't my partner no mo'

See everything I got I worked for it, this shit didn't come for free
We gon' go to war if any niggas try to come for me
I know I'm who they wanna be but God only made one of me
Don't worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me
I know they hangin' on the low, that's the wrong way to go
[?] for a ho, I can't trust her no mo'
Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked
Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can't stop

Can't stop, won't stop tell the folks I ain't gonna stop
Ahk shit, pop shit, name a ahk that ain't gon' pop
12 can't stop shit, tell the folks we ain't gon' cop
Ralo where the fuck the roof went, telling me ain't no top
Riding 'round in a half a million, still got all my jewelry on
I never hang around a lame, these niggas try to steer me wrong
I ain't ridin' on none of these fuck niggas waves just to get paid
I'm the headline on every stage, I don't give a fuck about a age
Young nigga but a OG, think twice 'fore you approach me
All them niggas talk about they 'round, fuck around and get it slowly
I know it's us versus everybody, we got a bullet for everybody
You ain't never come in with a nigga, that ain't ready to go catch a body

Why the fuck would I hang around a nigga that ain't on the same shit that I'm on
I'm a million dollar nigga and I'm still ready to [?] a nigga [?] that pistol
Any day, try that shit if you want boy

See everything I got I worked for it, this shit didn't come for free
We gon' go to war if any niggas try to come for me
I know I'm who they wanna be but God only made one of me
Don't worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me
I know they hangin' on the low, that's the wrong way to go
[?] for a ho, I can't trust her no mo'
Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked
Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can't stop

Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
Black lamb, black [?] why the hell you do him like that
Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
It ain't nothing, we ain't trippin', we ain't gotta get a dime of show money