Mook TBG - 30 Piece lyrics

Listen yeah, listen
I don't even really know though though
It's Mook wanna see me going

Run it up, up, up, up
How many racks can I fit
Inside these Chrome Heart jeans?
It's not enough she a lil thot thot
Had to pass her off to the team
It's a cop car, I ain't going back
I came too far
Mama told me leave them the streets alone
I'm a rap star
Watch 'em go and make a diss song
Like we ain't had it hard
Tell them niggas keep they refund
Cause they ain't hit the car, I got money
Now you need some like who the fuck you are?
Let my niggas live a good life
I did it from the heart
And it's rest in peace to knock still
I was thuggin' from the start
Till I went and got them real racks
Like fuck it I'ma rap no more parties now
I'm too rich for going out
I'm a artist now
It's just too late to give me dap
And I ride by my lonely, stack all my money
And I pop out like Popeye, zero to a hundred
All I care about is my guys
The rest of them get ate
They keep telling me to go hard
Like I ain't goin' ape
Like I ain't going bape
And these diamonds they got clarity
How they gon' hate?
I got rappers tryna come from me
But I've been out of state
I got used to living comfortably

AR got a long arm i hit him with a 30 piece
Ooh, ooh, ooh
AR got a long arm, I hit him with a 30 piece
30 piece, 30 piece aR I got a long arm
I hit him with a 30 piece 30 piece, 30 piece
I been livin' comfortably
Why they try to come for me
Why they try to come for me? Double R shit
Double R respect