Famu Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
I'm still the same n*gga, dog, I just got my money up

[Verse]
Trap doin' numbers too, I just counted a hundred-plus
You ever made two bands off a bag, then you really hustling
Young n*gga was husky, all these J's got me doin' the Dougie
I know these rags to riches, my b*tches look like Lauren London
As long as 'migo send 'em in, I'ma keep it jumpin'
Even though I'm ridin' behind the tint, I'm ridin' with a hundred
I know this Drac'll never fold, I know it got my back
I know the reason the b*tch won't leave, she know I got them racks
They ridin' Scats, we don't do that, two hundred the dash
b*tch, I'm thе plug, I ran it up, that n*gga ain't got a stack
Grown man sh*t, n*ggas don't know nothin' 'bout it
Reppin' on that one body, you ain't scarin' nobody
n*gga front you, you ain't pay him back, you ain't got no face card
Wholе lot of Dracos in the trap, we don't do ARs
Tell them b*tches that I'm strapped and ready when that day come
Whenever that that day is, lil' junior wait to play here
A hundred sixty 'bows up in the house, I don't even stay here
And I can't let no ho up in my house 'less she gon' pay bills
Put a dub on a n*gga top, how that pape' feel?
They put a hundred shots inside my car, know how that Drac' feel
I'm f*ckin' on a snow bunny b*tch, she don't know what a J is
I made her buy a brick of ice, she don't know what that skate is
My lil' b*tch go to FAMU, she don't know what a plate is
Got a molly house, exotic house, shorty got like eight cribs
Baby, let me pay you for it, I don't know what no date is
You know Fatt Macc can't never goin' broke, but I know they is
I'm still the same n*gga, dog, I don't know who they is
He still got that big old F&N, don't try to play him
Yeah, n*gga goin' to prison, gettin' some head from a faggot
Just left from New York City, gettin' some head from an Italian
I know some real n*ggas ain't never bend, ain't never fold
I know some n*ggas that I thought was real sat down and told
I know some n*ggas locked and I can't wait 'til they come home
n*gga killed my dog, can't wait to get him gone
[Outro]
I'm still the same n*gga, dog, yeah
I'm still the same n*gga, I just got my bag up
I ain't no motherf*ckin' rapper either, n*gga
Yeah, full-time trapper
Yeah
I just be f*ckin' off, n*gga
I be feelin' myself
Yeah
I'm deep in my bag, n*gga
And you n*ggas' face card f*cked up, n*gga
n*gga can't get a cheeseburger, man