Devour Till I Get It Lyrics

Yeah I'm bout mine
Everyday I gotta go grind, money only thing on my mind
I ain't got time
Too many fakes and them snakes on waist keep a hammer on mind
Yea I'm bout mine
Let me say it once more
Ain't got time to be focused on a dumb whore
Tryna get more money than a drug lord
Growing up got into a couple gun wars
What I been through
They be asking
Been through way more shit than you can imagine
Know some people that want me in a casket
But I just want a big booty bitch in a mansion
Yuh
I really tried to change life but when I did more people tried to take mine
I said I really tryna change life but when I did more people tried to take mine

Nowadays nobody fight what you think we pack guns for
Buzzing in the city finna run yours
Riding through the city with the hammer cocked
Pistol out the window screaming f*ck the cops
And I ain't gon stop till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it, till I get it, till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it, till I get it, till I get it
Nowadays nobody fight what you think we pack guns for
Buzzing in the city finna run yours
Riding through the city with the hammer cocked Pistol out the window screaming

Back on my thug shit
Back on my thug shit
Back on my I don't give a f*ck where you're from
Back on my bully yea I finna go dumb shit
Back if you mean mug me finna bust shit
Back being bad being good didn't work
Shawty hit his body finna put him in the dirt
Last one that tried me got his as merked
Six feet below now you really part of Earth
What I been through yea they really wanna know
Fourteens seen my first body riding at the floor
Fifteen on the street I was totin on the pole
Sixteen got damn fans kicking down my door yea
Yea I really went through it
Heater on me right now boy you better cool it
I said I really went through it
Neena on me right now and i scared to pull it

Nowadays nobody fight what you think we pack guns for
Buzzing in the city finna run yours
Riding through the city with the hammer cocked
Pistol out the window screaming f*ck the cops
And I ain't gon stop till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it, till I get it, till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it
And I ain't gon stop till I get it, till I get it, till I get it