Monority lyrics

[Intro: Propain]
(G&B) Yeah
Money
Lookin' like the Million Man March in this muh'f*cker on somebody
Forever Trill though (G&B), Pro'

[Chorus: Propain]
I ride for my side, mane
I ball on these hoes (I ball on these hoes) I shoot it, I score (Shoot it, I score)
They hate it, I know, so harder I go
Look around, you can't miss us (Nah), I'm in this b*tch with all of my n*ggas (My n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas), my n*ggas, my n*ggas, woo (My n*ggas, my n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas), my n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas, Pro')
My n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas (Ayy), my n*ggas, my n*ggas (Ayy), my n*ggas (Ayy)

[Interlude: Propain]
I don't f*ck with y'all n*ggas (Nah)
Y'all can't f*ck with my n*ggas (Nah)
I came up with my n*ggas (Yeah)
Up out that mud with my n*ggas (Yeah)
I got love for my n*ggas
I get the dough with my n*ggas (Brain)
I go to war for my n*ggas (Bah)
'Cause all I know is my n*ggas (Trill)
[Verse 1: Propain]
Yeah, the money came first then the hate came second (Hate came second?)
Pro', gold chains, big diamonds, muh'f*cker, I'm a Texan
Since kids every n*gga been down, now we grown
The one n*gga makin' it ridin' with me on
Used to try to holla super fine at the phone
Now I got the b*tch in the high like Jerome, mane
Started with a nickel and a dime
Wishin' for a sign I would make it out the trenches still alive (Yeah)
Who'd have thought a n*gga get money, coppin' rings off of Mike like I'm pimpin' in his prime
Got the millions on my mind (Mind), ridin' thirty inches on the tire
Bad chick, she the thickest in her time
Said she love the flow, 'cause I'm livin' what I rhyme
Real sh*t, have her fiendin' like she sniffing on a line, that's the crack though
Feds touch the front and the back door
Black man, get your ass shot bein' a as*h*le
We was just tryna feed the kids far as that go
Stuck in this sh*t, f*ck you think that call it trap for? Damn
The block get tough when the stash goes
Snakes in the cut give a f*ck that the grass low
Million dollar dreams, all we trust is the cash flow
All black, lookin' like our ten-fours, mobbin' with my n*ggas

[Chorus: Propain & Doeman]
I ride for my side, mane
I ball on these hoes (I ball on these hoes) I shoot it, I score (Shoot it, I score)
They hate it, I know, so harder I go (Woo)
Look around, you can't miss us (Woo, nah, woo), I'm in this b*tch with all of my n*ggas (My n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas), my n*ggas, my n*ggas, woo (My n*ggas, my n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas (It's Doe), my n*ggas (My n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas), my n*ggas, my n*ggas (Against All Odds, my n*ggas, Pro')
My n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas
[Verse 2: Doeman]
H-Town style with the lingo
From the bottom, but I got 'em with the king flow (King flow)
I'm the motherf*cker that did that sh*t for they people
I won't give no D to no peep with C-notes
Came in this b*tch with my squad, we done came up (Came up)
Never switched on my gang, never changed up (Change up)
My brown skin make the immigration hate us (Woo)
But I'm from the southeast side where I came from, look (Woo)
f*ck the opposition, f*ck the competition
Lyrics from my composition for the coppers and the boppin' b*tches
Busy tryna cop a million, you tryna find a pot to p*ss in
My man, my partners with me, promise that I gotta get it (Gotta get it)
Ain't no Latin rappin' like me, that's a fact (Fact)
For my people, I'm the family on my motherf*ckin' back (Back)
I'm back with them raps in my backpack, ride matte black
Lil' bro came back with a stack (With a stack)
My vatos with me, these b*tches, they love me
I don't f*ck with lingual: you broke and you bummy
Dody Young Dirty the voice of his people
No matter your color, we all were born equal
Got it from the dirt, I'm the muh'f*cker man now
Got it on my own, I ain't never take a handout
Put on for the squad, made it happen for the fan now
Put your hands on me, b*tch, that's a man down (Brrat), word up
[Chorus: Propain]
I ride for my side, mane
I ball on these hoes (I ball on these hoes) I shoot it, I score (Shoot it, I score)
They hate it, I know, so harder I go
Look around, you can't miss us (Nah), I'm in this b*tch with all of my n*ggas (My n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas), my n*ggas, my n*ggas, woo (My n*ggas, my n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas)
My n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas), my n*ggas, my n*ggas (My n*ggas, Pro')
My n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas

[Outro: Propain]
Got love for my n*ggas, got love for my n*ggas
They killin' my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas
They harmin' my n*ggas, we dyin', my n*ggas
My n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas
I ball with my n*ggas, I score with my n*ggas
Did it all with my n*ggas, I fall with my n*ggas, my n*ggas, my n*ggas
They harmin' us n*ggas, no love for us n*ggas
They hatin', my n*gga, they hate us, my n*gga, my n*gga, my n*gga
We dyin', my n*gga, keep tryin', my n*gga
I'm tryin', my n*gga, I'm tryin', my n*gga, my n*gga, my n*gga
Our hands up, my n*gga, I die with my n*ggas
I cry with my n*ggas, my n*gga, my n*gga, my n*gga
My n*gga, my n*gga
They lockin' us, n*gga, in boxes, my n*gga
They ain't stoppin' us, n*gga, can't stop us, my n*gga
I ain't stoppin', my n*gga, my n*gga, my n*gga, my n*gga, my n*gga