Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Beginning , by - KiingRodRelease date: 25.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Beginning |
| Keep a bank roll wit' me, 20's, 50's, blue hundreds |
| I’ma keep chasin' money 'til my heart stop runnin' (gang) |
| Never lookin' back now, got my mind on the hundreds |
| Ain’t no stoppin' us now, we done blew through a hundred (bitch) |
| Keep a bank roll wit' me, 20's, 50's, blue hundreds |
| I’ma keep chasin' money 'til my heart stop runnin' (gang) |
| Never lookin' back now, got my mind on the hundreds |
| Ain’t no stoppin' us now, we done blew through a hundred (bitch) |
| New foreign’s back to back, 'cause we countin' like that |
| I just blew through the bag, but I made it right back |
| I don’t got the same worries but I still watch my back |
| Fuck niggas still plottin', we ain’t worried 'bout that |
| Got these broke niggas mad 'cause I stay in my bag |
| Got these bum bitches trippin', 'cause I will not hit back |
| I’ma need a hundred stacks, 'fore I hit it from the back |
| I ain’t worried 'bout you I’m in love with the racks |
| Got the stash at the crib I don’t fuck wit' the bank |
| Keep the one’s in the whip, I’ma use 'em for the tank |
| Don’t try and keep up 'cause you can’t maintain |
| Stack yo' bread lil' nigga stop tryna switch lanes (bitch) |
| Keep a bank roll wit' me, 20's, 50's, blue hundreds |
| I’ma keep chasin' money 'til my heart stop runnin' (gang) |
| Never lookin' back now, got my mind on the hundreds |
| Ain’t no stoppin' us now, we done blew through a hundred (bitch) |
| Keep a bank roll wit' me, 20's, 50's, blue hundreds |
| I’ma keep chasin' money 'til my heart stop runnin' (gang) |
| Never lookin' back now, got my mind on the hundreds |
| Ain’t no stoppin' us now, we done blew through a hundred (bitch) |
| Man you lil' ass nigga’s ain’t never saw shit (ayy) |
| Drop the top on the Porche I might crash in that whip |
| I say, Rod you know we got these lil' niggas mad |
| 'Cause we pushin' all these foreign’s and we countin' all this cash |
| Ayy, Cuban links, Glock on me, drinkin' Hennessy |
| Let a nigga play wit' me then I’m sparkin' 'em |
| Ain’t no talkin' in that car, no we sparkin' it |
| At his body, now they outline chalkin' it |
| Low key, lately a nigga been low key |
| You know I’m never lackin' I can’t let a nigga rob me |
| Straight flock in, you know them bodies droppin' |
| Talkin' dead on the net then you know I gotta pop 'em |
| I got two chains on and my buffs on bitch (buffs on bitch) |
| All them diss songs, still ain’t bust on shit (still ain’t bust on shit) |
| Seen 'em type in all caps so he mad then a bitch (so he mad then a bitch) |
| Man these nigga’s bankrupt, they ain’t gettin' into the chips |
| Keep a bank roll wit' me, 20's, 50's, blue hundreds |
| I’ma keep chasin' money 'til my heart stop runnin' (gang) |
| Never lookin' back now, got my mind on the hundreds |
| Ain’t no stoppin' us now, we done blew through a hundred (bitch) |
| Keep a bank roll wit' me, 20's, 50's, blue hundreds |
| I’ma keep chasin' money 'til my heart stop runnin' (gang) |
| Never lookin' back now, got my mind on the hundreds |
| Ain’t no stoppin' us now, we done blew through a hundred (bitch) |