Trick Me Off the Streets (feat. Kolyon)

Maurice Harris, Michael Lee

Money Kamp on each and every beat

Broward

In and out the city
Tryna run it up
I woke up early morning
With my pocket stuffed
Wont catch me in the city
With no pressure
Cant trick me off the streets
I wont let ya
Cant trick me off the streets
Cause Im deep in it
Jumped off the porch
And Im still sprinting
All ah nigga know
Im tryna get rich
I aint going broke

I aint going broke
The streets is all I need
My custos hit my line
I gotta serve and eat
They dont fuck with you
Cause that shit ya serving weak
I been counting money
While yall was counting sheep
I just called my nigga smoke
He right up the street
He in dillard police out
I gotta do the speed
I wont let em
Trick me off the streets
Free my cuz lil joe
And white boy tony
Switched on ya hoe
She dont deserve me
I know the game
I deserve ah jersey
When you hear that nine five four
Better run it
You aint did it
How ah broward county nigga
Out here done it new era
Check

Nipsey said this aint no sprint
This here ah marathon
Purple sold ah quarter brick
Right at the marathon
Them pussy niggas went to hating
I was having fun
And I felt so outta place
Cause I aint have ah gun running
My nigga wrapped ah brick up
Like ah mummy
Done came a long way
From being broke
And living bummy
The only time I love ah bitch
Is on the real
Is when Im coming
Took a trip to sarasota
Served ah nigga
With ah dummy
Now I couldnt die broke
So I went and got some money me

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