Ace Hood — The Trailer Starvation 2

Ok now fuck all this bullshit, im fresh off a full clip Counting this fucking money, did that with no scholarship I guess how that money talk, so fuck what u niggas thought My bitch got a porsche truck, like look what that pussy cost Got that hustla dimeanor, fresh and im out that 2 seater Got to sleep with the reaper, and watch out for them people Cuz the devil be lurking, all these pistols are dirty All my niggas are riders, they clips extended with 30 I woke up early this morning, thank the lord im alive Kiss my daughter then told my lady im back on my grind Gotta do it for Sayla, thats my daily remind Fuck these bitches, the money, power, respect on my mind And ain't no love for the weak Ain't no top on the jeep Tell them haters im overseas,I'll be back in a week Im tryna get richer than Trump A couple million for lunch I need the cover of forbes, with we the best on the front Im goin' mad, nigga kiss my ass, these niggas be stealin' my flows and nah I Ain't even mad, I swear my flow is dope as coke Come get your bag, just bought that Astin Martin viooom!, that fucka fast Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, show me the cream All about that profit, ... Partner thats By any means That fifty thousand in my pocket, bustin out the seams Hopin out that coupe, that roof go missin bitch like bada bing Knock knock bang bang, ever since back then they wanna kno who I be H double OD was running the streets since I was like 17 I put it on momma, always dreamed of having a Lamborgin Them niggas was hatin, still I was skating in that mosaleen Oh I mean more sane, its money over bitches what my niggas claim Prolly in the whip with my lil spanish thang, all day In the back in the back ... nine jays, I be ballin, spalding na' mean I say wassup with them bitches, molly, weed and sum liqar Im the type of nigga do u first and then your sister Im a savage, n fifty carrots Came from the bottom of the barell, to livin lavish Blood on my sneakers, brothers keeper I see dead people Bout them figures, squeez them triggers, Im just soul seeking I think you pussy, I can smell it on you loud and clear And since my daddy left me young, I ran up out of fear And when it come down to my family, bitch I die for them Blow that choppa through your chest to show you shit is real, show you shit is real Starvation 2 on the way nigga, mount up, mount up nigga WE THE BEST be that logo Broward!