Peezy - 56 Bars lyrics

[Intro] Yeah At this point, it ain't even no catching up n***a You boys might as well give it up Ha, ha Like I'm still on my winning grind n***a You already know what time it is for me boy Let's get it [Verse 1] Aye b**h, I'm still on my winner grind Be broke or get a bag I had to make my mind But it wasn't overnight I had to take my time Fast forward to that money I don't press rewind Diamonds in the 41 b**h I'm pressed for time Pressed the bu*tons on you n***as Have them k**ers slide First n***a at the table when it's dinner time Team east ghetto boys we a enterprise n***a, mink dragging when it's snowing out Put my name on the flyer, b**h it's going down Spread the money on the table Make it go around Use to couldn't buy the rollie But I own it now n***a talking out his head I tell em tone it down I be over n***as heads, I got to tone it down Pull up to your baby momma crib and burn it down Go to any hood with all my chains out I run the town n***a never said I was gangsta Baby, I'm a hustler Turn words into paper Use to sell crack and break birds in the [?] Yeah I played dumb, but let a n***a try to play me Use to fly to Cali looking for a plug daily Ain't doing sh** for free n***a f** you pay me Thought you was my dawg Then you switched up and traded Told your b**h I was staying the night then I skated Flexing on the gram Throw the rollie in their faces How you getting money but you making fake pages Yeah I heard about you n***as names on them statements I'm in Vegas on the strip You n***as want to trade places? Ha, In Miami in the suite I was looking up to n***as now they looking up to me Fell down a couple of times Had to get back on my feet Got a crib in the burbs But I hustle on the east White T was 10 but the Jays cost a G Bail was 700 hundred, paid two hundred for the [?] I done told hustling man I see me for some weeks When I get back to the crib Everything on me Me and [?] leaning sipping, pouring out the [?] Put it on my momma, I ain't never been sweet Yeah I want the high sh** ain't never been cheap How you say you run the city But ain't never been east n***as dead broke They ain't never gone eat b**h I'm here to stay and I ain't never gone leave Hustle all night I ain't never gone sleep I'm just giving free game to these n***as I don't preach b**h I got saved by a bell like Screech Dream about that money Yeah I see it in my sleep Yeah I'm eating good See the food in my teeth Screaming free my n***a [?] Till he get back on the streets Aye, I done seen a feen strung out on h**n Then that same n***a get to jail and run the yard Never look down on no man That's law How the f** is you a kingpin and you don't own a car n***a I done been down to my last couple Ain't nobody give me sh** but I ain't made f** em Had To fucus up, buckle down and step i up You ain't really living how you rapping Get your hustle up n***a [Outro] Y'all n***as know y'all can't f** with me n***a That sh** was light I'm about to step on the gas on these n***as tho Still on my winner grind f** n***a Holla at me $5000 for a verse n***a? huh? huh?