A1 Beanz - In the Pot Lyrics

It was me and my brother from another
Riding with a plunger
Waiting and wondering where to find us a sucker
I came up jacking OZs and HPs
Graduated to home invasions with Co-Ds
I'm a code piece .45th under the fleece
I done slipped a few times but I always land on my feet
Made a plan in these streets
Get my bands, be discreet
I might knock off the plug
Sell his bag for the cheap
I'm a gangsta bitch, but you know that
I be stepping with the steppers, we a whole frat
And what you want, an 8-ball or a dub sack
Dirty money dropping dollars in a mud bath
And ever since the rugrat, I've been a tough cat
And we was broke mandatory nigga must trap
I went from green to the white I need a buff bag
Drop the whole stash in the bag hope it come back

I just dropped an O in the pot
Pray to God that it locks
If it do, then it's back to the block
I had to sleep in my hoopty
It's sad, but it's true
Now my whip got no roof, nigga poof
I just dropped an O in the pot
Pray to God that it locks
If it do, then it's back to the block
I had to sleep in my hoopty
It's sad, but it's true
Now my whip got no roof, nigga poof

Have you heard about the rose that arose from the concrete
Who would have thought I'd learn to walk without no feet
Money motivated
So you ain't got to ask what I'm thinking
All I hear is ching-chinging
When my cell phone ringing
I'm a top notch nigga, stacks in my denim
I done been a hella pickles but never needed a pencil
I ain't never wrote a statemen, ain't into pointing fingers
I signed a G code, that's a deal with a demon
I'm seasoned, ribs used to show now I'm eating
Drug dealer nigga, what I need, with a job
It was late night bleeding in the block
Oh word, you got the birds
We take these by the flock
Look, it's flip phones and bankrolls, p34's
We kick those and pimp hoes, whatever goes
Herringbones and hella gold we criminal
I'm finna call up the plug, get a whole nother load, nigga

I just dropped an O in the pot
Pray to God that it locks
If it do, then it's back to the block
I had to sleep in my hoopty
It's sad, but it's true
Now my whip got no roof, nigga poof
I just dropped an O in the pot
Pray to God that it locks
If it do, then it's back to the block
I had to sleep in my hoopty
It's sad, but it's true
Now my whip got no roof, nigga poof