This sh*t Rough lyrics

[Verse 1]
I had a feeling n*ggas was gon be with this sh*t cause it was dry n*gga
You take what you could get you gon sit there and just die
I Learned a long time ago get yo money never mind a ho
Got 10 years invested and yo b*tch naked di*k down the throat
Catch me dirty and trapping up until something occurs
And then there's spikes on my sneakers red on the bottom of hers
n*gga don't do nothing but do this
That's right n*gga you clueless
But this only the way a street n*gga can get through this
Meditating like a buddhist
n*ggas cool but I'm the coolest
Take this cup and I'mma screw this
Tryna get money like I'm jewish
Who is this n*gga think he is? just gone f*ck all of our hoes
Put coke all in our city then just jump up and go
No! Truth is I've heard it all before
And ain't too much that you can say to make me wanna stop it though
I told my partner pushing a million dollars ain't enough
And ain't no dope out in this streets n*gga ain't it rough

[Hook]
Big old chain on your neck and you just came just to flex
We just came just to come up then go hang in the jets
Let me get that drop it this sh*t rough
Let me get that drop it this sh*t rough
You got ice on your wrist and i got money in my mind
That mean I'm tired of being broke and you running out of time
Let me get that drop it this sh*t rough
Let me get that drop it this sh*t rough
[Verse 2]
Talk to me baby what is that pus*y gone do for me
I buy you this bag is you gone shoot to me?
All this money coming honestly this sh*t is spooking me
Plus I ain't been seeing my kids like a do usually
Crackers asking who I am I tell them hoes just google me
Back this bently up excuse me can you move for me
Left all my feelings in my mama house came out like f*ck yall
Everybody buying bricks everybody but yall
Let do it this is just a rapper, blood, don't let this n*ggas play you
Ungrateful ass b*tch cause this the last time I save you
Keep tweeting all them lies
Like you really seeing them pies
And cookin' all that coke you a broke n*gga in disguise
We laughing at you guys
And yall colombian ties
If I told you what your b*tch be doin' you would be surprised
Hey lil buddy keep pushin' a quarter key ain't enough
And and ain't no dope in these streets boy you see that it's rough

[Hook]