Don Robb - When The Money Come lyrics

[verse 1]: They love me in the hood But they know I gotta leave em Cut some homies off n***as thinking that I need them Lil n***a hot but I really don't believe em Youngings gon shoot so you know I gotta feed em Traps for no reason Blow racks for no reason Gotta feed n***as the crack Cause they fiending I was out chasing them stacks while they dreaming They sleep taking them naps cause they leaning That's how it be though n***as like Rico Ill shooters like shaq with the free throw With a geek hoe She a freak though She'll do anything for the team though Mama told me boy make that sh** You just wanna be great just face that sh** You keep it real n***as hate that sh** Don't let a n***a tell you that you ain't that sh** And if you ain't got it better take that sh** Bows to the king Down for the green 20 for the watch A thou for the jeans Riding with the thing Shout outs to the team n***as stay down but they gon be straight They f** with me now But that sh** so fake Young n***a eating got a lot on my plate More money that you make More n***a gon hate [verse 2]: Told rob Imma k** this sh** Everybody gon feel this sh** n***as gon try to steal this sh** I can't let nobody hear this sh** I swear to god man these n***as so funny I keep sh** real what else do you want from me? Young boss is what I'm running Going hard we need some more money In this sh** forreal n***a play with me That'll get em k**ed n***as know the deal We'll blow the steel Tell bro to chill n***as on forreal n***a go forreal And ride through the city with a strap Try ya luck if you think it's just rap Bibby bout to put the squad on the map I ain't left but n***a I'm back I'm back I spit crack That loud pack tryna relax I push back that free crack Tell my fiends it's time to relapse I'm the hottest n***a out better know that Too far in so a n***a can't go back Make a f** n***a ask was Hov back? And I feel like these rap n***as so wack