ain't for none

Lyrics

, only thing i fuckin care about is money and me, and i swear to god a bitch can't get no money from me, and every nigga thats with me keep a gun, bet not run up on us cuz we ain't for none, we ain't for none fuck nigga, we ain't for none over here, we ain't for none, we ain't for none over here, we ain't for non fuck nigga, we ain't for none over here, we ain't for none, we ain't for none. we ain't for none, lil bro blow heat for fun, posted up with the l's, gotta whole lotta shells we'll feed you some, and then the peoples come, nigga i ain't see none, we don't know no names, i ain't see no gun, i can't be on no case, i ain't snitchin, i can see a nigga face that they bitches, i won't look in thru ya eyes, you ain't wit it, thats the reason ion pay em no attention, see this bezel on wrist, yea it glisten, if you reach ima have to do a sittin, cuz my ear a couple g's not to mention, it look like i took my neck to the dentist, all i think about is jackson's and bentleys, all i think about is franklins and semis, and my car look like a teg with a hemi, if you money, got a tech with a 50, now we ridin thru the opp shit, red beams, glock shit, hollows tryna drop shit, the police can't stop shit, and lil bro don't drop a body, i ain't even gon drop this. gat!, only thing i care about: money, hoes, cars, clothes, sike, that shit don't mean shit to me, and thats on roc's soul, boy i'm in this shit wit my niggas, give a fuck about shit, but my niggas, og, grandma, and my sister, and everybody that i lost to that trigga, nigga i can't die by that trigga, so i gotta stay behind that trigga, lil mally, he behind that trigga, smith and wesson designed that trigga!, and you know i gotta plan for my niggas, damn right, i blow bands with my niggas, you can catch me all in ninas, gucci, louie, ferragamo i be swagged out nigga, robin jeans, i wear all that nigga, still catch me in all black nigga, run up on him with the mac, 50 hollows go bratt, catch all that nigga, now i'm on the 8 block and we posted, you know lil bro still got that toasta, better ride thru wit ya flag out, cuz we got the mags out, don't get ya car flipped over,