Fire In The Booth lyrics

[Money Man]:
[Verse 1]
She got beauty on her like Athena
Send a robber to the grim reaper
I'm anti social I don't like people
Sold a brick in my wife beater
Sold a bale in my wife beater
Rockin' scarfs like I'm Iranian
Jewelry cold like I'm Scandinavian
I hit that pressure and feel like an alien
Ball so hard that n*gga need a stadium
She was a 7 i had to make her badder
I told the doctor make her ass fatter
I told the grower send 100 more
I'm gonna reup then i do a show
I'm talkin' strong gas for the low
Lil mama want me come and jump inside
Just make 100 thousand for the ride
So many options n*gga can't decide
They say my wrist hurt a n*gga pride
Rockin' versace like I get endorsed
I keep on me like I'm with the force
Just put a bale of gas in the porch
You know I'm ridin' round wit the stick n*gga
You can't fool me you a b*tch n*gga
Baby come n f*ck a rich n*gga
I was in tour and i was still trappin'
Now all the trappin' conflicting wit' the rappin'
Lil Shawty bad a n*gga gotta have her
I need a bag a n*gga gotta have em
Drinking the Quali while I'm in the trenches
I see the hate they fearing I'm a legend
My n*ggas wit the sh*t they ain't friendly
I know my enemies wanna end me
Just caught a play in some Gucci slides
She saw my chain and got mesmerize
I got a fetish for gettin' money
Can't let a n*gga come and take from me
This sh*t I'm spittin' comin' from the soul
I Got the african diamonds and the gold
I got a track trailer wit a load in it
Take his head and put a hole in it
Bought a house and start growin'
I love the way lil' mama throwin' it
Crack a seal and pour a 4 in it
[?] is high you need to lower it
Had the sprite [?]
Every bad comin' over n*gga
Feds lookin' over my shoulder n*gga
I'm the type that gon' hustle for
Had to use a lil' muscle for
I ain't even tryin' to tussle for
I'ma shoot i ain't think twice
Pray the judge don't give me life
I had to make a major sacrifice
Had to sell a lot green and white
If she bad she a n*gga type
She beg me to let her be my wife
I got n*ggas who behind the walls
And i can't never goin' deny they calls
I got commissary for 'em all
I'm strap can't play with all
I'm in seatle shoppin up the plug
She say she love 'cuz she love a thug
It ain't a secret that I'm sellin' drugs
I'm over sober 'cuz I'm on the mud
You know I'm f*ckin' with the [?] projects
I got og growin' in my closet
These n*ggas faggots comin' out the closet
I keep on me ain't scared to pop it
She up on top and she start poppin'
I know the federalist probably watchin'
I'm from the slums that was my only option