Sell Something Songtext
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I was broke then a nigga saying fuck it, I gotta sell something
My nigga on the block got the whole hood jumping, I gotta sell something
If you ain't getting money bitches ain't fucking, I gotta sell something
No shortcuts a nigga started out with nothing, I had to sell something
Hustling in my blood, grinding in my veins
I was chopping 'caine, wanting diamonds in my chain
Rocking leathers but I got mink dreams
Presidential rollie shining off the mink sleeve
Was small time just imagining in the big league
My nigga on the block got the whole hood jumping, I gotta sell something
If you ain't getting money bitches ain't fucking, I gotta sell something
No shortcuts a nigga started out with nothing, I had to sell something
Hustling in my blood, grinding in my veins
I was chopping 'caine, wanting diamonds in my chain
Rocking leathers but I got mink dreams
Presidential rollie shining off the mink sleeve
Was small time just imagining in the big league
Driving Bentley, selling niggas big keys
'Oh, that 6 clean' is what I whisper while the brick man passes
Out here I gotta get my cash
I took L's that will break a nigga
But it just made a nigga bounce back now I'm the greatest nigga
Sack chasers, they wanna date a nigga
Competition wanna replace a nigga but I'm winning faces nigga
When I was 15 I found a random 8ball
It was like the crack gods was like 'here, young dawg'
RJ was flashing heavy stacks like 'get mail, yo'
Fuck this I gotta man up and sell something
I was broke then a nigga saying fuck it, I gotta sell something
My nigga on the block got the whole hood jumping, I gotta sell something
If you ain't getting money bitches ain't fucking, I gotta sell something
No shortcuts a nigga started out with nothing, I had to sell something
From a 8ball to a quarter O, from a quarter O to a half
From a half to a whole ounce, now let me do the math
I spend 700 on the ounce I cut up 1600 Stashed two bills and re-up on two onions
Next goal is 4 and a half, that's a big 8th
At that point my shit straight
From there on it's big weight
About my crack days I could make a thousand mixtapes
I got quarter key fare now, ooh it's my big day
A quarter key is 9 O's after that a big half
Flip that a couple times, now you own a slab
Now you in the mall like it ain't nothing I can't grab
No pussy I can't jab
No diamond I can't have
Sold every drug just incase one slowed up
That's really how I pro'd up
And showed up, froze up
Just moving with my gut and some game OG's told us
'Get caught you telling nothing out here, go sell something here'
I was broke then a nigga saying fuck it, I gotta sell something
My nigga on the block got the whole hood jumping, I gotta sell something
If you ain't getting money bitches ain't fucking, I gotta sell something
No shortcuts a nigga started out with nothing, I had to sell something
'Oh, that 6 clean' is what I whisper while the brick man passes
Out here I gotta get my cash
I took L's that will break a nigga
But it just made a nigga bounce back now I'm the greatest nigga
Sack chasers, they wanna date a nigga
Competition wanna replace a nigga but I'm winning faces nigga
When I was 15 I found a random 8ball
It was like the crack gods was like 'here, young dawg'
RJ was flashing heavy stacks like 'get mail, yo'
Fuck this I gotta man up and sell something
I was broke then a nigga saying fuck it, I gotta sell something
My nigga on the block got the whole hood jumping, I gotta sell something
If you ain't getting money bitches ain't fucking, I gotta sell something
No shortcuts a nigga started out with nothing, I had to sell something
From a 8ball to a quarter O, from a quarter O to a half
From a half to a whole ounce, now let me do the math
I spend 700 on the ounce I cut up 1600 Stashed two bills and re-up on two onions
Next goal is 4 and a half, that's a big 8th
At that point my shit straight
From there on it's big weight
About my crack days I could make a thousand mixtapes
I got quarter key fare now, ooh it's my big day
A quarter key is 9 O's after that a big half
Flip that a couple times, now you own a slab
Now you in the mall like it ain't nothing I can't grab
No pussy I can't jab
No diamond I can't have
Sold every drug just incase one slowed up
That's really how I pro'd up
And showed up, froze up
Just moving with my gut and some game OG's told us
'Get caught you telling nothing out here, go sell something here'
I was broke then a nigga saying fuck it, I gotta sell something
My nigga on the block got the whole hood jumping, I gotta sell something
If you ain't getting money bitches ain't fucking, I gotta sell something
No shortcuts a nigga started out with nothing, I had to sell something
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