Young Roddy - The Plot lyrics

and if it dont obtain no money then holla clown im rich im fly you know my style everytime i blink i swear i see dolla signs ima self made n***a you know my kind hope my girl keep it treal and stay real when im not around cus we all we got so hold it down uh and its tre 1st till i die mane and its still mothaf** that other side mane and i still got my eyes on that prize and that money on my mind with a bad b**h in my ride mane and im still train smokin on that loud mane and i wrote this in my section 8 housin from a spot with drug cops & robbers from could say ahundred to a thousands and im steady brainstormin plotin uh hopped off the porche like whats poppin n***a from sun down to sun up im plotin on my come up you know you know from sun down to sun up im plotin on my come up you know from sun down to sun up im plotin on my come up you know you know from sun down to sun up im plotin on my Cough up a lung were the f** i come from no ludda make a n***a go nuts its a doggy-dog world get p**y or get f**ed makin money in a rush definetly give me a rush n***a ive bein grindin since dealin was main puff n***a im just a lil n***a who doin sh** deluxe now that i give af** but weres that love n***a and these tasty a** b**hes on the hunt but still aint nothin whateva us n***a momma want a winner not no runna-up so f** up and comin im comin up n***a and i be selfish not give em what they want uh, sh** but still i cant front f** cus i aint done mutch but travel the real no not talk bustin two months im just a young n***a who tryin to come the f** up whatthefuuuuuck from sun down to sun up im plotin on my come up you know you know from sun down to sun up im plotin on my come up you know from sun down to sun up im plotin on my come up you know you know from sun down to sun up im plotin on my