Lyrics This Or That - Fly Union

This Or That

And mu’fuck a friendship
It’s the brothers that I came wit'
Who I’ma stay wit', who I’ma leave wit'
I ain’t a killer but don’t push me
Shit can get Sam Cassell, real ugly
It’s like nobody fucking wit' me
Swear these women still tryna take my virginity from me
Don’t tell me you like it when you love it
And don’t wear Kobes to the club them shits ugly
But Dom know I fuck with Other Peoples Money
OPM, Greater Than Club get the money
It’s not a secret if you tell somebody
No I ain’t never sold dope, if I did I wouldn’t tell nobody
L-look, I get stupid but I’m no dummy
Now I don’t know enough about the money
But I know, today was a good day — everyday is Friday
Ice cubes in the ice tray, we cold chilling
The girls been here but the money’s on the way
If I was you I would stay
Stay the fuck out of the way
I’m ahead of my time, I’m rewriting history
When I write rhymes at the same damn time
Private jets and safe sex that’s on my mind
Purple Label suits and Benz coupes, the world is mine
Don’t wait for me, I’m on my own time
I’m just shooting for the stars like they stole my shine
I told her, you can get with this
Or you can get with that
But this is where it’s at, my nigga
This is where it’s at
Somehow, some way, just get paid
My girl a black fat ass, strawberry short… cake
In the kitchen now pulling out cakes
Built this bitch two hundred and ten… days
Floor to ceiling just me and my niggas
Dirt work middle finger to the system
Brainwash niggas, no clue about the business
Or the stolen land mass or the people that they tricking, uh
Abra Cadabra blow the smoke in the mirror
Yea, rearrange your perception
Chop shop cut it, a nigga put walls up
Cold ass nigga, the cars they frost up
While you rolling no A/C
Somewhere between Lil Uzi and HD
Rolled up cone just put a nigga to sleep
Put in a little work at the lab with Doc B
Calm down bitch I road rage a lane
All that shit and it just don’t sound the same
I don’t say much, just flash the house keys
Pass you niggas, flash hazards, then I laugh at you
EPA still gassing you?
Yea, Uncle Sam still taxing you?
What, still money on my mind
Two houses to pay off, what the fuck is a day off?
Two cars to service, one girl that deserve my undivided attention
Try my best to listen
But most days I be spaced out
Stressed out cause I made my own route
Made the whole block the way I flipped the house
The way I gets it in and how I gives it out
Handful of friends, no kids, a spouse
You is what you is, you in or you… out
I said I wouldn’t cuss, but fuck it
I was young and naive, and this is Christmas eve
You can’t sleep on me, you might miss something
It’s once in a lifetime, hope you recording this
I… stay in the mix like 'I'
Uh, this is all I know
It’s a bathing Bankreau dipped in rose gold
Shining like the sun or the
And any car put a gold hoes
Then I’m out like summer time and winter clothes
Niggas know but you gotta tell niggas know
I need mo' Moet just to po' on the flo'
It’s the champagne spitta, party and bullshitta
OG Bathing Ape gorilla
Pre-game shot taker, this shit is a layup
The realest don’t gotta say it and I don’t say much
Feel like Bron driving a stick, so clutch
I want it all but I don’t really need much
I know to you it might look like beginner’s luck
Butt fuck shmuck, I’ve been doing it since I was a pup
Uh, and I do this for my people
Still trapping in the Regal
But my trap is so legal
I’m still ill with it, you gotta deal with it
I’m still independent with zero dependence
And I ain’t never going to jail, don’t even like visiting prisons
My nigga King said I’m on a mu’fucking million dollar mission