Issue No 130 Lox Mentality Lyrics

[Me getting started, nigga]

Yeah, come roll with a nigga like me
Come chill with a nigga like me
You tryna get hot when you dig me
You should hit me!
This ain't even no hook,
It's just me gettin' started, nigga

It's yo boy smooth, yeah
I'm makin' moves
And I do my own thang
I ain't tryna be cool
Watch out, switch it up
Billie trucks and all that
All black for the money
Remember, we was all love that
Used to blow the gandja
Or fly, like a pelican can
Rappers talkin' Illuminati funny
How they let a man shake it
Crazy when you out there strugglin'
You see what money do to people
Yeah, baby, change your (???) for a new Mercedes
Baby, and when I'm talkin' God
They look at me crazy
Cold pockets slow
Cause I ain't up yet
I ain't trippin'
We gon'be trippin' on the
Private jets
Look at my shawty, I'mma got her next
You know I'mma handle that
Let's move shit
Or we get it poppin' on the tour bus
Whole body watching, girl, it's only two of us
Now I got my gold chain on
Rocking slow bucks
Came up in a rat game,
None of y'all notice us
I get cheese whenever
I get fly whenever
Blow the trees, whenever
She say I d it way better
Mason Mangella, that's all I tell her
See, I'm counting all this cash,
Like a fucking bank teller
Cash
Big moves for the big time niggas
Making big dollas for them big ass bitches
I told shawty I ain't taking no pictures
Shawty gon'come around and she gon'get you
Start out from the bottom
The green was all that I was seein'
Fuck the cops, why they had to go and grab Ian
It's all good now, he home, and shit be in
When I make it big, our cars is your (???)
Hit the mah'filling like a melly. Really?
I feel like I run my city, dilly