M Huncho - look over your shoulder (feat. Steve Drive) lyrics

Feeew, Quincy Tellem

Yeaw, yeah
Yeah

In a drought, a nigga had it
Half a brick, I make some magic
Cut that shit and feed the masses
In the streets, that's with a passion
Grindin', bro, I'm fuckin' active
You won't even understand
You won't even understand

Another day, another rubber band
Toaster turns you into jam
Thirty, it don’t fuckin' jam
Fuck a Grammy,
I weigh all these grams
For the coke, my brothers in the jam

Shit ain't the same, I miss my niggas
We them neighborhood villains
They know we way too hot to handle
We sellin' drugs and bustin' triggers
They say that money change your heart
But bein' broke made me colder,
Colder

They say when money comes in quick
You gotta look over your shoulder, yeah, shoulde
They say when money comes in quick
You gotta look over your shoulder, shoulder
Before that jewelry, buy them blickies
If they kill you, then it's over

Put some respect up on my name
Don't hate the player, hate the game
Givin' out these pictures with no frames
He seen a nitty, look for veins
Hundred on the dresser and a hundred on the way
Fuck you, bitch, I'm paid!

Wake up, shit
I really have to go and get my cake up, bitch
I don't have time for no relationships
I just need this money, then I'm good, that's it
If I make mistakes, then I'll own that shit
I'll own that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah

My hands been dirty, girl, I'm workin'
I be trappin' 'til the mornin'
They don't love you whilst you're grindin'
You just gotta stay focused

'Cause they'll respect you if there's motion
Now I've been whippin' up the potion
Hit them still straight out the Rover
And I know I'm gettin' closer

You might see me on a poster
I'm on the block, I'm with the vultures
Buyin' Glocks and revolvers
My niggas roll with them toasters

If you ever did me wrong
I don't give out no cold shoulders
I just bring the fuckin' heater
Get the whole place roastin'

I get money, different continents
Goin' coast to coast with it
Really into ownership
If I can't keep a bitch
You know that I ain't forcin' it

Whippin' up, MasterChef
Build a spliff, Rasta' spliff
You know I ain't passin' in it
Got about two hundred kicks
More than Jackie Chan and them
And I sold a hundred boxes
That was just a fuckin' M

They say that money change your heart
But bein' broke made me colder, colder
They say when money comes in quick
You gotta look over your shoulder
Uh, shoulder

They say when money comes in quick
You gotta look over your shoulder, shoulder
Before that jewelry, buy them blickies
If they kill you, then it's over

Kill you, then it's over
Kill you, then it's over, over
Kill you, then it's over
Kill you, then it's over