GORGUSHUSTLE. - SLOW.JAM. lyrics

[Intro] Money don't come by itself you should know that "Can i hit your blunt?" I said hell no b**h buy your own sack Four grams in a back wood bet I roll that Till I'm in the ground i'ma never f**ing hold'back I hope you know that [Verse 1] Find me creep creep creepin, in the street not sleeping Why you praying and you dreaming and I'm on planes and i'm leavin Cause this money don't come by itself, you should know that Rolling up the good but the life i'm livin so bad I ran'outta juice gave my money to the dope man I pour up the duece, f** arround and make a slow jam Four grams in a back wood bet I roll that Till I'm in the ground i'ma never f**ing hold'back [Verse 2] People tell me "T.RiCH you f**ing cold i hope you know that, "Can i hit your blunt" I said hell no b**h buy your own sack.. Rather count up all this bucks rather smoke out all my d** Xans make me not give a f**, the dead might just come visit us [Outro] Creep creep creepin, in the street not sleeping Why you praying and you dreaming I'm on planes and i'm leavin Cause this money don't come by itself, you should know that.. Rolling up the good but the life i'm livin so bad