Payroll Giovanni, Jeezy - Ex Dealer Flow 2 lyrics
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[Payroll Giovanni, Jeezy - Ex Dealer Flow 2 lyrics]
You got a real grind i can't make it if it
Ain't a dollar-bill sign
Seen ugly shit on the road to live fine
The watch real
But we never post in real time (Nah)
I lived a life you could film, really
I'm him really in my own lane
I ain't competin' with them (Nah)
If you ain't talkin' big money
Ain't no meetin' with him
On bad terms, all the secrets
He gon' keep it with him you was cappin'
I was stashin' crack rock in my brim
Sellin' trees, no stem, turned a G to an M
Fuck five mikes, I want it, boy
Fiends give a ten
Sellin' dog the only way I knew
To flee in the Benz
What you tryna spend? The Patеk tell 'em
Ain't no time wastеd (Nah)
All that talkin' average, nigga
What's your grind sayin'?
Went from wakin' up dime-shavin'
To signin' deals while I'm
Wine tastin', legally, my crime payin'
I'm in the crib plannin'
Niggas outside playin'
Soon as they money run low
Niggas get to blamin'
It's your fault, not theirs, nigga
Who cares?
You tried to take the elevator, boy
I took stairs
I get stares while my neck glare
Used to cop with fifteen hundred, nowadays
That's just sweats fare
I'm only goin' if a check there
Yeah, I'm only goin' if a check there
You either with a nigga or you not
No between had to get my knot off
The block servin' fiends (yeah)
Rose gold kit in my jacket by Celine
Hangin' with Colombians, they from Medellín
I'm tryna stay legit
They tryna mail a nigga keys
Put a play together
But my face was never seen (Never)
Get up off your ass, man
This shit is up for grabs (yeah, yeah)
All you niggas
Focus on the motherfuckin' plan
Man, this shit is so confusin' (yeah)
When I stack a billion dollars
I'ma start a revolution
Them white girls sold and
I ain't talkin' prostitution
The streets took my soul
I'ma need some retribution (Ayy)
Trey, young nigga, yeah
I'm ballin' every night (Night)
Voice make 'em moist, yeah
I'm talkin' Barry White (Damn)
First touchdown and I ain't
Talkin' 'bout a flight (Nah)
Now the smell in the garage got
Me higher than a kite (yeah)
Just one rule, nigga, don't get caught
(Caught) bro gon' sell his cell, yeah
That shit is gettin' bought (Hey)
Had a Walmart safe, now a nigga got a vault
(Woo) now it's European seats and I
Used to have to walk (yeah)
Half a brick, nigga
Yeah you know the way I play
I was talkin' shit with Obama
Just the other day (yeah)
To all my niggas still hustlin'
Don't shit where you stay (Nah)
Keep your head on a swivel, nigga
Don't forget to pray (Pray)
That's all I gotta say (yeah)