MemoTheMafioso - Supply N Demand lyrics

[MemoTheMafioso - Supply N Demand lyrics]

Ridin' round in the city with a bag on me
I remember being broke now I pass on 'em
You all cap, you be lying and we know that
He claiming he a baller but only dripping
Where his nose at money be the drugs
I don't need to do the prozac
I’m focused on the franklin
You be worried where the hoes at
Bitch I'm the man, I really am but I am
I'm D-1 player while you play from the stands
I ain't never going broke
It's supply n demand
A lot of fiends for the dope
While I'm fiendin for bands
Makе plates touchdown, flip it do it again
I really got it on my own
Nobody holding my hand
Fuck that, I don't need nobody helping mе out
Praise the muthaphuckkin real
I’ll get us all tha drought
I’m my mommas only son
Been tha man of tha house
The loaded thang up on the dresser
Couple stuffed in the couch
And if you know then you know
I don't say too much
Ten piece something you ain't touch
Ion get no fucks, I only fuck
I keep my eye on the wall
I' ain't never finna fumble run the plate
But what you make I make it double
Going harder than
Oh you think I finna stumble
Word to Jay C there ain't
No puddles in the jungle on God
Never wanna stood your frauds
I crack seals, crack jaws and we crack
I treat the bitch like a strap
She get used and then thrown
Try to cross one of us
That's enough of that you throw
Anything I finna double that
I started selling grams now
We move about pack
And I'm always gon remember that
My circle a blessing because
I know they want how I do it
Yeah they wanna know how I pave my own lane
I know they take notes
Sometimes you finna take a L
But that's the way it goes
It's how you turned to a
Dub that really matters most
I know they speaking on my name but
It be the ones who do it the most
The whole team touching cake I ain't trynna
Before we make it to the top lemme give a
This for all my loved ones I
Can't wait to get this out the mud
Especially my mother
Shoutout to Wap, shoutout to Stack
Shoutout to all my brothers
And this for everybody doubting
Fuck all you busters
Whole team getting to it
Tell me where you at
I don't even gotta brag you
Can check the stacks
Bitch, I only care about the faxx
And Imma talk my shit until
The day I get wacked i'm gone

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