lirik lagu plug dreams – sy ari da kid
[intro: birdman]
you know my young n*gga, he a hustler
type of hustler that make another n*gga rich
ain’t nothing wrong about that
young n*gga i love him, he a g, f*ck with him
that’s a g only
but i always been the type of n*gga take a hustler and make all the hustlers rich
they all be rich
put my life on that
really f*ck with both of them
i tell a n*gga if he bout money, go get it
f*ck what they talkin bout
you heard me?
get the money, make a n*gga respect it
[verse 1: sy ari da kid]
you been leesing for a long time, might never own sh*t
you been selling dope your whole life, and you ain’t ever sold a brick
young n*gga doing fed time for some sh*t he told a b*tch
n*gga say he beefing, but if n0body die, it ain’t over with
ain’t no running off from the plug, [?] slumped in the mud
keep a gun tucked for the scrubs
it go bang bang, hit ’em up
n*gga, f*ck love pretty much
they’ll f*ck him up in the club
n*gga cuttin off with the [?]
n*gga bloodshedding with the blood
gotta hustle up, n*gga run
gotta double up with the funds
play tough, n*gga you’re done
stay up, n*gga here it comes
he got work, what you want?
do your worst, don’t be dumb
it the first of the month
[chorus: sy ari da kid]
you know the world [?]
running, running
you know my n*ggas don’t play bout that money
one hundred
they dream about plug money
they dream, they dream, they dream
[?] over blood money everyday
[verse 2: money man]
k!llers all around, they ready for it
ran off with a pack, petty for it
we brothers, so we gotta eat together
i’m sorry baby, we can’t be together
i’m sorry, but he crossed the line
imma burn a n*gga everytime
sippin on activis, i’m on that trappin sh*t
i’m on that vacume seeling and pack that sh*t
she want a boss, she don’t lower her standards
[?] i aingt giving no answers
diamonds dancing on me like a stripper
diamonds dancing like they working the flames
i was selling [?]
never once was i ever afraid
[?]
i’m tryna go get cheeper prices, n*gga
i’m in the [?] talking to the source
i’m in the [?] seas
she tryna satisfy a n*gga needs
she not getting things, but she down on her knees
everything i got, i got for trees
before i touched the money, i sold the piece
before i did a show, i sold a piece
[chorus: sy ari da kid]
you know the world [?]
running, running
you know my n*ggas don’t play bout that money
one hundred
they dream about plug money
they dream, they dream, they dream
[?] over blood money everyday
[outro: birdman]
young boy
always been the type to post up
strap up
front line up
head first
teach a young n*gga how to go get it
come back with it
keep tossing and flipping
clear a little bit, we gon ball hard
we ain’t got time for bullsh*t
small talk when we out in these trentches
grinding for it
got the life on it
time on it
money on it
got no different [?]
n*gga ain’t nothing sweet
brr
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