Lotta Cash lyrics

[Intro]
(I get my work from the narco)
(Hydro)
Ayy, n*gga
Shoutout, shoutout the whole narco team, n*gga
It's the Parkside baby, n*gga
90255
Ayy, look

[Chorus]
I’m doing good, but ain't nobody ever pat my back
I'm a fool, I just came out, but I’m buying straps
Chosen one, like, "How you do it? How you thought of that?"
I said I was gon' make it, but you doubted that
You could pull the strap there 'cause we could counter that
Ayy, my lungs full of smoke, I got louder packs
And on the set, that's on my set, I got a lot of fans
We don't care about the hate, we got a lot of cash

[Verse]
n*ggas say they gon' slide, but they don't do nothing
n*ggas ain't bulletproof, so I stay clutching
I still keep a strap and I’ll still bust it
I could be one of the best, but I stay busted
I be in the streets, I gotta stop thuggin’
Hard-hеaded, I'ma trip if you mean muggin’
Ayy, I'ma rob a n*gga if he think hе bustin'
I was tryna get to him, but I found his cousin
Ayy, n*gga, I don't care who the f*ck you know
You should go and ask around, they know I keep a chrome
n*ggas rapping ’bout this life, but they don't even know
You ain't no robber, you ain't never ran inside a home
It's like I wanna open up, but they don't keep it low
They like, "Suede, you gotta stop," yeah, b*tch, I know
I'm tryna grow, I'm tryna change, they think I'm lying though
It ain't hard to keep it real, that sh*t ain't science, ho
[Chorus]
I'm doing good, but ain't nobody ever pat my back
I'm a fool, I just came out, but I'm buying straps
Chosen one, like, "How you do it? How you thought of that?"
I said I was gon' make it, but you doubted that
You could pull the strap there 'cause we could counter that
Ayy, my lungs full of smoke, I got louder packs
And on the set, that's on my set, I got a lot of fans
We don't care about the hate, we got a lot of cash

[Outro]
On God
We don't care about the hate, we got a lot of cash
And on the set, that's on my set, I got a lot of fans
Got a lot of fans
That's right, that n*gga hate on me
n*ggas hating and sh*t
I be always talking about hating, man
Yeah, too much of it, n*gga
That sh*t crazy
Bro, that sh*t regular though when you a n*gga out here and sh*t though
Yeah
Ayy, Parkside baby, n*gga
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
On God