Next to A M lyrics

by

Louie Ray


[Intro: Louie Ray]
(It's a Wayne beat)
Yeah
n*gga, look up at me, I don't talk down
(Southside sh*t)

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
n*gga, this a walkdown
Look up at me while I talk, 'cause I don't talk down
He was playin' thinkin' n*ggas playin', that's how he caught rounds
Weed strong, without smoking, you gon' cough loud
Yeah, the sports mode shift give a soft growl
I be havin' business waitin' on me when I touch down
I'm finna buy some more chains, ain't enough 'round
You ain't got no other choice but come up 'round me
f*ck a bad b*tch while she bleedin', lay the cloth down
No excuse or reasons why she leavin', gettin' tossed out
We buyin' Black-owned businesses, call the boss out
I got a map of what I wanna do right her bought— ahh
Yeah, right here chalked out
He wasn't talkin' what I'm tryna hear, that's why I walked out
Yeah, I ain't sellin' weed, I'm sellin' work now
S560, sixty on a bustdown
We gettin' money easy, pop Percs, it's needed
You don't see nobody hatin' on you, give 'em a reason
Couple plays waitin', so I'm flat out speedin'
I don't owe nobody sh*t, I done been broke even

[Chorus: Louie Ray & Baby Money]
I know I'm young, but I been in the game
From sellin' dope to fistfights, I done been in the gang
I ain't switchin' up on the streets, still bend 'em the same
Never thought I'd see an M, this money gettin' insane
Never thought I'd see an M, this sh*t get to my brain
All that fightin' sh*t cool 'til I get to that thing
Every time I switch the strap, I be switchin' my aim
Dependin' on the kickback, boy, don't get in the way

[Verse 2: Baby Money]
Okay, this money make me horny, my money make me money
Ask God can He forgive me? I been trappin' on a Sunday
Every day Halloween, my whole gang serve pumpkins
You wanna eat, follow me, my whole gang been crunchin'
Masks on, no trick-or-treat, catch somethin' sweet
If you really love a n*gga, go and stretch one for me
f*cked up in real life, he just flex on the beat
Deal money made me legal, put a check in the street
Put an X on my beef, a five by the sixty
I bang two times ten and I fly out n*ggas' b*tches
You can still own the house, I'm just buyin' out the kitchen
Thought you was real in real life, but I found out you fiction, easy money

[Chorus: Louie Ray & Baby Money]
I know I'm young, but I been in the game
From sellin' dope to fistfights, I done been in the gang
I ain't switchin' up on the streets, still bend 'em the same
Never thought I'd see an M, this money gettin' insane
Never thought I'd see an M, this sh*t get to my brain
All that fightin' sh*t cool 'til I get to that thing
Every time I switch the strap, I be switchin' my aim
Dependin' on the kickback, boy, don't get in the way
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