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 nigga 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 mothafuck that other side mane
and i still got my eyes on that prize and that money on my mind
with a bad bitch 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 nigga
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 fuck i come from
no ludda make a nigga go nuts
its a doggy-dog world get pussy or get fucked
makin money in a rush definetly give me a rush nigga
ive bein grindin since dealin was main puff nigga
im just a lil nigga who doin shit deluxe
now that i give afuck but weres that love nigga
and these tasty ass bitches on the hunt
but still aint nothin whateva us nigga
momma want a winner not no runna-up
so fuck up and comin im comin up nigga
and i be selfish not give em what they want
uh, shit but still i cant front fuck cus i aint done mutch
but travel the real no not talk bustin two months
im just a young nigga who tryin to come the fuck 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