Increase lyrics

[Chorus: ABG Neal]
Focus on your bag, and watch it increase (Increase)
Run to the money, my shoes got a crease (I'm runnin')
Yeah, we goin' die by the streets (Gon' die)
No we don't care 'bout the peace (At all)
Focus on your bag, and watch it increase
Run to the money, my shoes got a crease (I'm runnin')
Yeah, we goin' die by the streets (Die)
No we don't care 'bout the peace (At all)


[Verse 1: ABG Neal]
I make it hot with the heater
We wrap that boy up like he a fajita (Bah, bah, bah)
They see ABG in a beamer
Bet you they run off the block like a cheetah (Skrrt)
My b*tch, she say I'm a cheater
You doing drugs if you thinking I need her
I cannot follow you back on the gram
You bugging, you know I'm a leader
She gettin' f*cked from the back
I need to make it, I'm stuck in the trap
You better duck with the Mac
Just incase n*ggas pull up where I'm at
Gotta move different cause everyone know me
I am a little big homie
Them n*ggas food, they baloney
They always stay on the net like a goalie
I'm in the field, they can't hold me
They just goin' watch me like I am a Rollie
We used to trap right on O-V
Moody and AV smoke one for the oxy
Light up they block like matches (Bah, bah)
If they sleep on us like a mattress
Don't think I be talking 'bout hood b*tches
When I make a call for them rachets
[Chorus: ABG Neal]
Focus on your bag, and watch it increase (Increase)
Run to the money, my shoes got a crease (I'm runnin')
Yeah, we goin' die by the streets (Gon' die)
No we don't care 'bout the peace (At all)
Focus on your bag, and watch it increase
Run to the money, my shoes got a crease (I'm runnin')
Yeah, we goin' die by the streets (Die)
No we don't care 'bout the peace (At all)

[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
Ayy, I stack up the bag, and watch it increase
f*ck the critics, my n*ggas goin' eat
I need me the crib somewhere by the beach
I'm stepping in Louis, lil b*tch, watch my feet
I'm in Vegas, jumping out on the V
Life been different since I'm getting the green
Me and Justo, we just runnin' off with them P's
Lotta gusto, I'm walkin' with knots in my jeans
I can't trust all these b*tches be f*ckin' for cheese
Gucci on, smokin' on double G's
Pick up phone, money talkin' to me
Diamonds froze makin' lower degrees (Ice)
Hood Fave, f*ck now, f*ck a next up
Hit a jugg, put the trap on the stretcher
In the hood, why you all tryna stess us?
Livin' good, pockets full with the extras
[Chorus: ABG Neal]
Focus on your bag, and watch it increase (Increase)
Run to the money, my shoes got a crease (I'm runnin')
Yeah we goin' die by the streets (Gon' die)
No we don't care 'bout the peace (At all)
Focus on your bag, and watch it increase
Run to the money, my shoes got a crease (I'm runnin')
Yeah, we goin' die by the streets (Die)
No we don't care 'bout the peace (At all)