SD, Gino Marley - Remember lyrics
[SD, Gino Marley - Remember lyrics]
Trap house out of control
Junkies break the door
And when the money come around don't
Know who friend or foe
Guns in the attic but the money in the floor
Either you in or you out
Ain't no revolving door
I trapped all my life
I'm talking strapped jeas?
I'm talking clucks rush the corner
Right there by the store
Too hot to tote the gun keep
That bitch in the pole
I'm focused on the money thats a
Bond that can't be broke
Lets play it with a 30 birds flock
Together so the money it adore me
Disrespect my squad a get you
Left in the morgue b
Hollows out this 30 leave
Your peoples writing poetry
You stressing you got too many problems
We open up them Glocks but
We ain't tryna resolve it
We empty out them clips we leave
Your face out the portrait
I got all this ammo extra
Clips for the bullshit
And if you coming in make
Sure you lock the door
Its a squad thing thats a
Bond that can't be broke
Either you up or you down thats the way it go
The money come the money go the money grow
Remember when I use to sit back
Now I can't control myself
I love them automatics
I said remember when them niggas chit chat
I guess they play the game
That go tattle tat tat
Don't make me come and shoot up ya kick back
Bullets get the spraying like bratat tat
I member when I used to had to flip packs
I flex I ball I'm the man
I tell a bitch don't get that
Everything look easy but this
Could get escarious
Money comin' in that mean your ass
Could meet to burry you
Shooters all around that mean your ass
Could get the worst of it
She want a menage she just wanna
Get the best of me
Bitch I ain't no sucka I can't
Give this ho no recipe
All these guns around boy your
Ass gone meet your destiny
Shooters my squad boy you sure you
Want the best of me?
Give you 15 out my 30 then
They get the rest of me
I hustle see I just hit the
Trap thats where that money be
Usually I make calls Recardo he
Live by a beach
Money talk broke niggas never get
To hear the speech
Money talk broke niggas don't
Hear that speak
Junkies break the door
And when the money come around don't
Know who friend or foe
Guns in the attic but the money in the floor
Either you in or you out
Ain't no revolving door
I trapped all my life
I'm talking strapped jeas?
I'm talking clucks rush the corner
Right there by the store
Too hot to tote the gun keep
That bitch in the pole
I'm focused on the money thats a
Bond that can't be broke
Lets play it with a 30 birds flock
Together so the money it adore me
Disrespect my squad a get you
Left in the morgue b
Hollows out this 30 leave
Your peoples writing poetry
You stressing you got too many problems
We open up them Glocks but
We ain't tryna resolve it
We empty out them clips we leave
Your face out the portrait
I got all this ammo extra
Clips for the bullshit
And if you coming in make
Sure you lock the door
Its a squad thing thats a
Bond that can't be broke
Either you up or you down thats the way it go
The money come the money go the money grow
Remember when I use to sit back
Now I can't control myself
I love them automatics
I said remember when them niggas chit chat
I guess they play the game
That go tattle tat tat
Don't make me come and shoot up ya kick back
Bullets get the spraying like bratat tat
I member when I used to had to flip packs
I flex I ball I'm the man
I tell a bitch don't get that
Everything look easy but this
Could get escarious
Money comin' in that mean your ass
Could meet to burry you
Shooters all around that mean your ass
Could get the worst of it
She want a menage she just wanna
Get the best of me
Bitch I ain't no sucka I can't
Give this ho no recipe
All these guns around boy your
Ass gone meet your destiny
Shooters my squad boy you sure you
Want the best of me?
Give you 15 out my 30 then
They get the rest of me
I hustle see I just hit the
Trap thats where that money be
Usually I make calls Recardo he
Live by a beach
Money talk broke niggas never get
To hear the speech
Money talk broke niggas don't
Hear that speak