Liable

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin dough
(Oh oh oh)
Where I came from can't tell me. Bitch better show
(Oh oh oh)
Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin green
(Aye aye aye)
Nah you'ont know you'ont know you'ont know bout me
(Oh oh oh)
Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin dough
(Oh oh oh)
Where I came from can't tell me. Bitch better show
(Oh oh oh)
Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin green
(Aye aye aye)
Nah you'ont know you'ont know you'ont know bout me
(Oh oh oh)

Aye
I've arrived muhfucka
Been a ghost for a minute. I'm alive
Like communion, boy the juice come with crackers on the side muhfucka
Uncle Sam wanna piece of that pie muhfucka (wait a minute)
Where you been at?
I been writing laws like the senate
Got a plan to make this shit a business
Burning bridges witchu bitches. I ain't seen you in a minute
But just know that I'm on go if it's a situation spinnin (wait a minute)
Show me the evidence. niggas I'm better than
I been rollin with the homies smoking my medicine
If push come to shove imma run in some registers
Residents pockets looking for presidents. stop it
Mama knew better than raising kid in a kettle when hot it
Turn him so develish. I'm cool
I might just tat tat tat. let the metal hit
Like I'm working with elements
I need copper. that's every cent
On my mama, need every cent
That's on God I need every cent nigga

Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin dough
(Oh oh oh)
Where I came from can't tell me. Bitch better show
(Oh oh oh)
Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin green
(Aye aye aye)
Nah you'ont know you'ont know you'ont know bout me
(Oh oh oh)
Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin dough
(Oh oh oh)
Where I came from can't tell me. Bitch better show
(Oh oh oh)
Liable gotta do anything for the fuckin green
(Aye aye aye)
Nah you'ont know you'ont know you'ont know bout me
(Bruhman)

Came from poverty and I ain't never going back bitch
I might just break bad if I don't figure out this rap shit
Ain't a Method Man. I met the man that held back me
I had to kill him off cuz he was fuckin up the plan. see
I had a hard knock life. no little orphan Annie
So when I get myself right I'm lifting up my family
Lifting up the smoke. I'm blowing hope until I can't see
I'm clouded by my pride. it really got me feeling antsy
Came from sugar bread and old forces on my damn feet
Warm the house with the oven we ain't got no damn heat.
Boiling water on the stove just to take a bath.
My mama gave us what she had. but she ain't really have a damn thing
I swear to God bitch I ain't going back
If I gotta hit the lotto on a nigga. bring more a that
Recording ain't been pourin in shit. where the forty at
Don't what got into him. this system ain't built for him.
I'm liable to eat. I'm liable to be the nigga wyling in streets
.45 in this heat. oxymoron. nigga cold/fire when he speak
When I was 4'9 grew with no guidance with me.
Only violence I see. only vibe was the beef
I been conscious but really holding fire underneath
Imma Monstta. take what the fuck is mine
Bitch I'm on my fucking grind
I need every fuckin dime
I need every fuckin dime bitch

Aw aye aye man holup holup man you need to get up in here man
We got bottles, we got bitches man
This muhfucka too lit man gang gang
These niggas on some hardball shit
We don't need none of that shit
Man bring the gang and come through