French Montana - Casino Life lyrics

This the intro b**h listen to my intro Montana Last year was the worse couldnt get worse Only way is up now n***a weight is p Couple locked, couple dead, couple ran away To the the top of the we like plan away sh** wicked in these mean streets None of my friends speak We all try to win But then again play the bad hand homie is how the ball vounce But sh** couldve been guilty on all counts We gonna make it, gonna make it is what you tell yourself Only thing promised when you die your gonna sh** on yourself Fake it like bebox, ride the ??? levy 01' never trust no one n***as never there, never there, never there when you need help n***as rather put holes in you like a cheap belt Fame aint free, wine blowin fast Cuz im the only one eatin off me It go one for the homies, 2 for the down b**h Three for the lawyer, and 4 for the oil I wake up, time to bake up, time to raise the bar You heard montana, mama raised a star Soke in my body, gettin ready for the critcs Ima leave it up to god, stay insane its a job Its the Intro, suicide central Since young b**h put somethin on the petro Made man, slave camp, j**elry box listen ock, 8 stack Loui top Money my sorta theme, I'm done bringin the game back the buzz on the carterveen Go on tell rude boy shochya out tha stankin crotch for takin shots, I knew ocktel like jamaican pots Say you couldnt do it on ya own look at I I had to see to it like crooked-I ha get it, I did it, hit it, sh**ted, her stomach polluted, knit it ha ha Its my intro b**h this my intro Mr. 16, Mizay where we at holiday