Baby Money - Pyrex (New Money) lyrics

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Don't need no friends, I can run it up alone
Every week, a new mission
Got me rushin' to my goal
In the streets, it get wicked
Got me runnin' to my pole
If this rap shit fail
Then I'm cuttin' on the stove
What your life like?
I'll cop it all if the price right
These VS1s, fuck a nightlife
Got demons in my eyesight
I done seen some niggas die twice
Duckin' them people, this that mob life
Word around town, he make shit spill
He make big deals
He ain't get signed to Hit'svillе
He take hit's still
Thinkin' 'bout Crumbles in thе club
I let Cris spill
Before I signed that first paper
I dodged six deals
Hellcats and Trackys, mail it back
It's nasty been a man in my mind
You can't tell me I was average
Over a million grams sold
You can't tell me I ain't trappin'
If you wasn't with me in this trap
You can't sleep inside this mansion
Even when them times get
Hard, boy, them odds, we gotta beat
Them lil' niggas turned to killers
They ain't have nothin' to be
Them lil' niggas turned to dealers
They ain't have nothin' to eat
Got me stackin' all my cheese
I found out I had a seed
That lil' nigga broke my heart, boy
You ain't no Kyrie came to pick up a bag
But you sayin' you droppin' me
Got me pickin' up this cash and
I used to cop weed
'Member I had to spend my last
I got back in two weeks
What you been through?
Let me tell you what I'm into
A thousand rocks look like fish food
Don't leave the house without that pistol
I lost my nigga who I vent to
Wish I could tell you what you meant to me
I bet they tell you I'm a big bully
Without a switch, we turn our shit fully
Let's spin again, we gon' switch hoodies
That's lil' shit when you got big money
You see her with me, then that bitch fuckin'
It's a lot of drama in my life
It ain't no problem
I'm still puttin' Prada on my mama
I make commas by the hour
I'm a terrorist with this drip
I got on this Louis bomber
Move the bag before it land, I'm a monster
Easy money