M Huncho, Slim - any minute Lyrics

(That's Germ)
(Tims on the beat)
(Won't catch me trippin' on a bitch)
Yo, yeah, yeah, yeah (unless she's on the floor)

Won't catch me trippin' on a bitch unless she's on the floor
Won't catch me baggin' up this bud unless I bagged a brick of raw
Been on so many tours, that was all before the tour (all before the tour)
Four pipes in the whip, this ain't no regular exhaust (on God)
Do somethin' for me (yeah)
Tell my young boy go and drop somethin' for me (drop somethin' for me)
Don't come back unless the ting got a body (yeah)
Got the call of duty, now he's waitin' in the lobby
And I trap like it's a hobby, yeah
So turnt up (turnt)
I don't even need to show my face
Tote the metal 'round the ends like a parade for a cup
And I only sip red or purp' from my cup
Made all this money, it don't feel like it's enough
Flyin' birds like they some doves
Pushin' came to shove, I invested in some guns
And one-fifty in some rounds (one-fifty in some rounds)
Uh, don't compare me to these punks now (please, don't compare me to these punks, bitch)

We ain't the same
This shit's built from pain (pain)
This is built from losses and I charge 'em to the game (yeah)
If I fell out with my brothers, take his secrets to the grave (to the grave)
I'm fully paid, watches plain, got no face, got my name
I got no prison time (time), it can change any minute
Got my runner at my house, updates every minute (updates every minute)
Used to fuck this one ho, we ain't fucked in a minute (we ain't fucked in a minute)
If I ever need a, uh, it'll be there in a minute (it'll be there in a minute)

Come walk with me (yeah)
Yo, this Day-Date 40 cost forty-three, I pattern up accordingly (I pattern)
Yo, I can show you how to level up
I can show you how to pebble grub and turn them bricks into mortgages (Let's work)
We ain't the same, you ain't like me, no
I got lifers on my phone that wanna know about the life on road
I push the 'Rari with the top down
I take my top off and get my foot down
Get rich and never look down, I'm that brother (Slim)
Yo, let's turn the phones on and have a mad summer (yeah)
Cah '012, I was a crack runner (crack)
I put the mandem on the phone and introduced them to some mad numbers
I put in work to get the trap jumpin' (servin')
Ayo, I built this from the bottom
I stayed on that sofa, just shottin'
Who's sellin'? We coppin', yeah
I got brothers that I love but can't work with
Brothers that were on, but got birded, it's Slim

We ain't the same
This shit's built from pain (pain)
This is built from losses and I charge 'em to the game (yeah)
If I fell out with my brothers, take his secrets to the grave (to the grave)
I'm fully paid, watches plain, got no face, got my name
I got no prison time (time), it can change any minute
Got my runner at my house, updates every minute (updates every minute)
Used to fuck this one ho, we ain't fucked in a minute (we ain't fucked in a minute)
If I ever need a, uh, it'll be there in a minute (it'll be there in a minute)

I'll have it there in a second (rapid)
Movin' Mel Gibson with a lethal weapon, I was outside givin' testers (what you want?)
You ain't took losses, had to hit the stove and overstretch it
Told the fiends it'll be good on the next one, you get it?
I know the pain, I know the graft
Fully paid, I'm full of heart
Eight years, I done the half
I know the game, it's just a part
I tell 'em, "Do somethin' for me
And don't come back until you- somethin' for me"
Don't compare me to these guys