Potter Payper Muni (feat. Mover)
[Verse 1 - Potter Payper]
I used to have no money
Now I'm free man, I'm so money
Hard crack, cook coke money
Now everything's show money
And now I even get show money
Rap star and these hoes love me
They bang their doors round the whole country
Word to Abti, we're so cruddy
And now my Y.G.'s blow money
Stay money, they just throw money
Grind it back, watch it grow money
Easy come, easy go money
I'm Gucci, you more Yo Gotti
Talking but you ain't seen money
This was scary, Halloween money
Snow White, Xmas Eve money
So is this how you want me?
Shit is this how you want me?
Standing up in the Bailey
With two sets of cuffs on me
I run it up like it's on me
I'm on my ones and I'm comfy
These man really don't know me
Hammer on me on proby
I've been like this since a young G
Free my bros, f..ck an undy
Fuck a burn, row a one P
Am I the truth? Shit I must be
[Verse 2 - Mover]
And it's best you know that the TEC will blow
The TEC is cold, make you shiver like an eskimo
Sess get rolled and lit on the enemy block
Enemy drop, I love it when the Hennessy pop
For the fallen, corn lift him up like Jordan
I'm all in for hitting this belly, I won't stop
Even corned him and hit in his melon, it went pop
Times I really wanted a body, he wouldn't drop
Gyal miss Muni, said I light up a room in one smile
But me, I still light up a room in one dial
It's Muni now, nothing will ever be gullier
In the rap scene, was actually up in these back streets
With my chrome popper
He was on barking, I'm so Potter
These little niggas think they know Muni
Ain't even seen f..ck my ho money
I used to pull up, come we roll honey
Then step out the Benz with
My browning ting with ten out of ten skin
Zeggae yeah them lit, just thinking up in the clouds
Like shit I need a bae to get out the ends with
But they're trying for the M, pick the mice from the men
And put me down the tunnel with no light at the end
Ma heard the verdict, she had to bawl
She gave me that look, like "word you had it all"
I told her that I'm good, it's nothing that man can't cope
Hey mother you've been perfect, there's nothing man can fault
Now I be in the banger with slammers with no cares
Sparks like Jordan if brothers with no air