Mellow
Gang
Money will never turn up
Money uh
Money will never turn up
And I can't go back
Money will never fade
Benjamin never let me do the wrong thing
Pass it around let me know
Traveling all night trying to buy me a gold chain
Know I can never go broke
If I go broke then I'm back to my old ways
I'm green 2k like Batman I'm saving these hoes
Yeah you my Robin we fight off two-face
All these pretty girls love is so trapped
So trap them they ass like 2 Chainz
Not sure that she does it no max
Calling me Mellow she don't know my real name
I'm gang I be fucking it up
I hit from the back and I fucked up her bed frame
Bought her my style don't know where the wrist change
I done had plenty of problems
But this here Mellow gon' give him my diamond chain
Know I ain't Drake but the love that's on show on fake
I just been to all of my grind
Mellow like Tony don't know how to fucking skate
Why is he mad that there's food on my plate
As brothers we could've just ate
We been cutting the grass and I kill all the snakes
On the beat with lil Mellow
Damn she shake it like Jell-O
Ride around town it's just me and the fellows
Hit her one time now she can't keep her legs closed
And you know how we coming
Fucking these hoes and I got us to jump
Trying to spark me a blunt
Fuck up my problems I'm smoking that run
Fuck it I'm finna go stunt
All these fake niggas I keep me a gun
Damn you know I ain't done
I make em run
Make a op nigga run
I got a lil nigga who shoot you for fun
I'm trying to make a new play
Trying to get out all them motherfucking ways
Cooking up like I'm clay
I shoot from a three niggas know I don't play
Man I just bought me a K
These niggas be capping and you know I'ma spray
Damn, damn, damn I'm just back on my old ways
Damn I'm just back on my old ways
Fuck all these hoes they be
Damn I'm just back on my old ways
M-E-L-O
Money was never for fame
Benjamin never let me do the wrong thing
Pass it around let me know
Trapping all night trying to buy me a gold chain
Know I can never go broke
If I go broke then I'm back to my old ways
I don't care missing my shot
Hitting that green and get green like 2k
Wait but a real mama ain't smoke propane
They keep on my bitch she ain't know that
Get high as a bitch now I look like Lil' Mane
You bug on my line saying too hard to handle
But no I ain't never think that
We all in this bitch with you lit like a candle
Yo
I been in my mode in my bag with my satchel
Can take off for real how I'm doing this shit
At this point don't think it's a gamble
You don't hit me back how you too hard to handle
On and off all of my lines
You need to stay still how we lit like a candle
Hey we lit like a candle
Niggas be flopped they be flipping like sandals
And I'm having these drugs just like my name was Samuel
Rocking these vans just like my name was Daniel
And I'm back on the beat and I'm in shots and some
If a nigga step up man I bet I won't run
And this trap got a kick make a fuck nigga run
Oh God
Niggas don't wanna box all you do is go and dish
All you do is talk shit man I swear you a bitch
And you got your shit split you can ask your lil' sis
Niggas really be weird tryna die by some nigg
Get the fuck out my phone tryna talk bout a bitch
M-E-L-O