R. Butler - Numbers lyrics

[Intro: IAM4EV3R] Got damn we doing numbers n***a I swear we doing numbers n***a b**h you could tell we doing numbers n***a Dope boys this for my dope boys Dope boys this for my get money n***as Go [Verse] Cocaine fanatic Slumping thru this muthaf**a eatin' Got the work triple beamin' All mighty dollar I believe in New religion Coke commission No physician (why) I'm your physician b**h I got the fix for your ailment Just sit back and inhale it If it's weed, indeed I got what ya need Or injections if you're more reckless More or less Money over everything, everything underneath that b**h that's the model Please keep the police at bay and give me more yay I'm trying to stay as far away and I need more yay, Re-up Hoe this is where you oughta be, where the money flowing lovely. We eatin' over here n***a. This is where you supposed to be, where the product grown locally, just get a hold of me My cellphone [Chorus] My cell phone jump all day My cell phone jump all day that's why I got 3 My weed spot jump all day My weed spot jump all day that's why I got 2 My trap house jump all day The trap just jump all day Swear I only got one, but that b**h do numbers all day. That b**h do numbers all day. Go [Verse] Started off hard Moved to amphetamine Pills, weed, coke, Ketamine Damn you know I wanna see the world lean. Ya hood need Thorazine I flood it like New Orleans Like that, keep em' coming back X pills got em' by the rack, got me counting stacks On top of stacks Racks on racks on racks Packs on packs on packs What we doing? Eatin' Been at it for a minute, addicts addicted Aunties and mommas Nothing personal, business is business b**h keep the drama to a minimal got istols for anybody with issues on how I'm getting dough My cell phone crazy it's going hammer Don't talk reckless on my sh**, ain't trying to see the slammer Keep a tech for you nerds like a Tri-Lambda I have no troubleshooting [Chorus] My cell phone jump all day My cell phone jump all day that's why I got 3 My weed spot jump all day My weed spot jump all day that's why I got 2 My trap house jump all day The trap just jump all day Swear I only got one, but that b**h do numbers all day. That b**h do numbers all day. Go [Verse] I pledge allegiance to thee American Dream Make a million dollars off a Sunbeam From a penny to a pusher Runner to a cooker Dial my telephone up and you can get the hook up Shake that 7Up bottle you can get a Benz Let a couple dollars fall, you can hit her friends I swear you gotta ball when you know the ends Money coming in without a end Damn, I'm talking Codeine, Promethazine, anything that rhymes with Lean, everything in between Push like one half of the Clipse We was starving til I caught a half of a brick (real sh**) True hustling is a gift Trying to win, with no losses, that's a myth Shaking secret indictments, that's a trip I ain't ready for vacation, I'm getting rich off of my cellphone [Chorus] My cell phone jump all day My cell phone jump all day that's why I got 3 My weed spot jump all day My weed spot jump all day that's why I got 2 My trap house jump all day The trap just jump all day Swear I only got one, but that b**h do numbers all day. That b**h do numbers all day. (For my get money n***as) Yay. Yay-yay