Da Real Gee Money
They Switching
[Intro]
(QRed On The Track and He Runnin' This Bitch)
All these n***as switchin'
All these bitches switchin'
Be trippin'
Why these n***as keep on switchin'?
Look

[Verse 1]
I beat my charges, everybody wanna see me lose
It ain't no in between pussy boy you gotta choose
Shit what I look like lettin' a n***a play me like a fool
Whole lotta paper try to take it you gon' make the news
I really live what I be sayin' in my rhymes n***a
This all facts I know yo favorite rapper lied n***a
Know you ain't with it why you flexin' with that iron n***a
We run the city ain't no n***as real as my n***as
His bitches love me I been thuggin' way before the rap
No I ain't comin' in yo show if I can't bring my strap
Ride through the city bitch I'm loaded pistol on my lap
I'm thanking God that I finally made it off the trap
I had it hard comin' up don't know what I been through
Remember walkin' barefoot 'cause I ain't have no shoes
I started rappin' I was wildin' then I made the news
Hooked up with Fredo started rappin' my dreams comin' true
Every day I wake up I just gotta thank the Lord
I love my daughters y'all the reason I keep goin' hard
I never ever thought I would make it this far
Now bitches see me and they faint I'm becoming a star
[Chorus]
No matter what I hold it down for my n***as
These n***as pussy get that money and that fame and they switchin'
Yea
Been chillin' lately I been mindin' my business
Yo bitch'll leave you when you broke and fuck a n***a they switchin'
Yea
No matter what I hold it down for my n***as
These n***as pussy get that money and that fame and they switchin'
Yea
Been chillin' lately I been mindin' my business
Yo bitch'll leave you when you broke and fuck a n***a they switchin'
Yea

[Verse 2]
Hard times got me with my back against the wall
Every time that pressure hit I had to stand tall
Ain't no n***a give me shit I made myself a boss
And you ain't really in the streets if you ain't take no loss
Mind on my money I ain't worried about no hater
Look how far I came I did this shit without no label
Smilin' in yo face they turn around and try to snake ya
Baby momma trippin' and you wonder why they hate ya
Wait
I ain't gonna stop 'til I blow
Thinkin' bout the ones I lost when I'm rockin' the show
I know they lookin' down on me like you makin' a way
I got yo kids and momma they gon' forever be straight
Ayy
[Chorus]
No matter what I hold it down for my n***as
These n***as pussy get that money and that fame and they switchin'
Yea
Been chillin' lately I been mindin' my business
Yo bitch'll leave you when you broke and fuck a n***a they switchin'
Yea
No matter what I hold it down for my n***as
These n***as pussy get that money and that fame and they switchin'
Yea
Been chillin' lately I been mindin' my business
Yo bitch'll leave you when you broke and fuck a n***a they switchin'
Yea

[Outro]
Yea
Rest in peace to all the n***as I lost mane
You heard me
You know and free all the other n–you know what I'm sayin' free all of the real n***as mane
You know what I'm sayin
I forever got y'all mane y'all kids, momma, everybody gon' be straight
That's on gang