Sugarfree (Cuz Ain't Shit Sweet)

Moving so slow could be the lean could be the dro
Moving so slow could be the lean could be the dro
Moving so slow could be the lean could be the dro
Moving so slow could be the lean could be the dro

Moving so slow man, it could be the lean or it could be the dough
Weighing down my pockets , aint shit to shoot a nigga down with a rocket, then I'm taking off with his Gucci Print wallet, shit so simple hit a nigga make profit
I need some breath in my life for this coughin, lookin more dead than alive with no coffin
Swear that these bitches trip harder than Hoffman
Trynna fuck with the boy you too soft man

Started down south from the top so I'm planting my seeds for the cash crop
Ain't no planning to stop, ain't no runnin from opps, only thing that I'm evading is the taxes and the cops
Never gon dash, never gon crash, I know that you niggas been smokin on trash
Smoking good thrax, qp's on qp's
Nigga yo bitch been lookin like a cutie

Billy Billy Billy Billy
I work too hard to deserve this
I don't wanna feel like i'm worthless
Keep the stash in the dash while i'm servin
You a clown you belong in a circus
Ain't no chillin bitch
Time to kill a bitch
You just started it
Imma finish it
Get to killing shit
Jack the ripper bitch
I'm a psychopath
You're my medicine
Fuck do you know?
My bitch rolls harder than pounds of your blow
Tell me the fuck do you know
You wasn't down when I ain't had the fro
Tell me, what do you know
You wasn't there at the flex you don't know
Yeah, the fuck do I know
Bitch I ain't have shit either I was broke