30 Day Run E

She couldn't find a better nigga, so she came Right back. But I'ma need about twenty if you Tryna do that. I can't be your boyfriend, But I can fuck with it. She bought me ten Band-Aids, I had lunch with Her. If I can't help the bitch, Then I don't fuck with it. She had a drug problem, I couldn't fuck with It. A couple whips in the Bay, I barely touch the shit. My stock rims at Jazzy house, shit it's been A minute. I couldn't make this shit up, Man this the life I'm livin'. Family changed on me, they said I'm actin' Different. I can lose it all today, Still be the same nigga. I never had a job, my credit seven-fifty. Nigga do the numbers, I'm not a dumb nigga. I paid attention to it, manifested it. If I want it, then I get it, I Don't question shit. And nigga never check me, nigga check the bitch. What's happenin'? Yeah. Thirty days, thirty days. Thirty days. Yeah. Thirty days, thirty days. Thirty days. Yeah. Thirty days, thirty days. Thirty days. Yeah. Thirty days, thirty days. If I want it I'ma spend whatever. Cop the whip and customize the leather. Thumbin' through it, it ain't nothin' better. Green juice, expensive sweater. She came through a little past eleven. I hit it twice and then I wrote this Letter. On Van Ness in this 911. Pinky dancin' like Michael Jackson. Eat a sandwich, go online, cop another classic. I ain't even wanna fuck, I told the bitch I'm fasting. Same whip but mine faster, Bitch I'm chasin' cabbage. All money ain't good, so bitch you can have It. So much money I can't stash it, Bitch fuck rappin'. I'm ridin' bikes on the beach, livin' so fancy. I'm tryna stay motivated, so I can drop these Classics. Three thousand woodgrain, Cartier glasses. Bitch what's happenin'? Yeah. Thirty days, thirty days. Thirty days. Yeah. Thirty days, thirty days. Days. Yeah. Thirty days, thirty days. Thirty days. Yeah. Thirty days, thirty days. Call me. Shit. Man. Aye, Aye, aye, shit. Man. Damn. Shit. Aye, aye, aye, talkin' to me.