Lyrics
i’m doin my dance, I feel a vet, workin the Tec n driving the rear
The artist feels confident and skilled, managing both technical aspects (perhaps related to music production) and driving with expertise.
Started smal,l ran up a ball, hit up the mall n copped me some gear
Started with small beginnings, made money, went shopping for clothing.
Dropping these loads ain gotta go gold
Releasing music doesn't necessarily have to achieve gold (sales), indicating a different measure of success.
I’m jugging these bows I’m having a year
Successfully handling a substantial amount of drugs and making significant profits over the year.
I got 99 problems still ain no man that I fear
Despite having numerous problems, the artist doesn’t fear anyone.
All these drugs inside my body shit gone be in me for years
The drugs consumed will remain in the artist's body for a long time.
Free big dank up out that prison got em locked up on a tear
Someone important (possibly a friend or associate) was freed from prison, causing emotions to run high.
Ain goin on the road I’m jus hoppin on a Lear
Not planning extensive travel; instead, using private aircraft (Learjet).
Ain gotta book me for no shows umma make 100 every year
The artist doesn’t need to be booked for live performances as they are confident they'll earn a substantial income regardless.
Board the windows up new can’t get backed doored
Repeats the same lines from 1 to 9.
I got on the same clothes I’m in trap mode
-She say she hate when I’m on perks I’m a asshole
-I jus put a X pill in her ohhhhhhh
-Told bro to serve dat fetty wop I bet it bring yo trap back
-If he play with that money put a hole in his snap back
-Stupid ass opp got the drop off of snap chat
-Everyday it’s on me niggas knowing umma clap back
-I’m doin my best I feel a vet workin the Tec n driving the rear
-Started small ran up a ball hit up the mall n copped me some gear
-Dropping these loads ain gotta go gold
-I’m jugging these bows I’m having a year
-I got 99 problems still ain no man that I fear
-All these drugs inside my body shit gone be in me for years
-Free big dank up out that prison got em locked up on a tear
-Ain goin on the road I’m jus hoppin on a Lear
-Ain gotta book me for no shows umma make 100 every year
-I can’t tellem what I wanna tellem I might get indicted
-Take that shit to trial mr Biggs umma fight it
-Deep off in that field I got blood all on my nikes
-If buddy turn blue off this lil pull the streets gone like it
-I got tired of putting dat money on my scale dad was trifling
-I’m dirty scale trappin if u don’t like it den don’t buy it
-Ask my momma she seen me thumbing
-Know ain make that off no weed heard the narcs jus hit the spot while I flush she go n see closed case when I got shot niggas know I’m really street anyone got smoke with me consider that forever beef
-I’m doin my best I feel a vet workin the Tec n driving the rear
-Started small ran up a ball hit up the mall n copped me some gear
-Dropping these loads ain gotta go gold
-I’m jugging these bows I’m having a year
-I got 99 problems still ain no man that I fear
-All these drugs inside my body shit gone be in me for years
-Free big dank up out that prison got em locked up on a tear
-Ain goin on the road I’m jus hoppin on a Lear
-Ain gotta book me for no shows umma make 100 every year
The artist is confident in making a consistent income annually without needing live show bookings.
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