Hucci - TREA$ON lyrics

[Verse 1] Pay me for a verse ill smash on your sh** Snatch a couple fans now they blasting my sh** Very few n***as put pa**ion in this I happen to be one so pa**ionate Long as the mula in my pasture sh** All a n***a know is count cash, go get Log in the gram blowing gas bowflex So if you ain't the homie, standing next to the homie, you a quick finesse lil n***a you dont know me I'm extra terrestrial, n***a so loaded im slurring on records still threaten these n***as sh** all I want is a check from these n***as Hop on they tracks disrespecting these n***as Especially n***as pretending to vision Look man just send me the beats & the benjis & You could be kenny Just for a minute [Hook] All these bills man i swear this sh** is treason Copping all these clothes when im stepping in the stores n***as already know the sh** illegal Treason Tryna make a mill man i swear this sh** is Treason Telling all my lil n***as, mutherf** a deal n***a, dishing you the real n***a, all this sh** is Treason [Verse 2] I been broke this whole week got me f**ed up tonight Scrolling through Craigslist to f** up a life Bros on the street looking out left & right Cause im bouta finesse should invest in advice On the net But we reckless in life It connect So i guess ain't no righteous excuse for this sh** Man my n***as see b**hes seduce & dismiss Get wicked for riches we used to this sh** Better play your cards right n***a you know to switch I'm numero uno you do know this sh** Reciprocal dope like it judo i flip Flip Flip, n***as'll switch in a sec n***as'll dip at the first sense of threat Me i can't swim i ain't holding my breath all that other sh** Treason [Bridge] You know I'm e-vil (x3) [Verse 3] Nah ima save that sh** for later Know a n***a fingers crossed when i promise in my prayers n***as want real d** wanna keep they bread up Up, barrettas to bless Motherf** a cross all that bullsh** made up Up, where n***as ain't headed You get it? its rare f** what your pastor be spitting This real f** what your pastor be spitting I still-k** Got this gold on my wrist & these hoes on my dick cause im looking so gold, gold She f**ing the bros like incest so obsessed with these aventador, doors Rollin up weed bouta pour me a four Dont come after me I'm just letting you know All that sh** you need & consider so dope its Treason [Hook] All these bills man i swear this sh** is treason Copping all these clothes when im stepping in the stores n***as already know the sh** illegal Treason Tryna make a mill man i swear this sh** is treason Telling all my lil n***as, motherf** a deal n***a, dishing you the real n***a, all this sh** is Treason