TQ - MDN Lyrics

(Ayo ain't that Mag? Yeah it is)
Aye
God damn man this shit some pressure man
YGG shit
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that half
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that
Okay
Freshest young nigga on the scene smelling like a pound
Bitch I been that nigga since a badazz wipe me down
Just cause you don't see it in no pictures don't mean it's not around
That 44 bulldog gone get to barking and it's not a hound
Money on my mind I can't sleep unless that bag right
I had to be a trapping ass nigga in my past life
Ain't never sold no white but I can show you what that gas like
Ya tape ain't on shit if you ain't got a beat from Mag
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that half
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that
Okay
The hardest young nigga on the mic ain't no debate I
Got bored in the trap and fuck around and dropped a tape then
Two months later dropped another fuck waiting
I came along way from trapping out of cribs that's vacant
Bag it up in granny basement then take it to the block
I got paid off selling bags before a song was ever dropped
I been scrolling down my timeline they talking about who hot
I'm just thinking to myself like these niggas must forgot that
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that half
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that
Okay
(I like that daddy)

(Ayo ain't that Mag? Yeah it is)
Aye
God damn man this shit some pressure man
YGG shit
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that half
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that
Okay
Freshest young nigga on the scene smelling like a pound
Bitch I been that nigga since a badazz wipe me down
Just cause you don't see it in no pictures don't mean it's not around
That 44 bulldog gone get to barking and it's not a hound
Money on my mind I can't sleep unless that bag right
I had to be a trapping ass nigga in my past life
Ain't never sold no white but I can show you what that gas like
Ya tape ain't on shit if you ain't got a beat from Mag
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that half
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that
Okay
The hardest young nigga on the mic ain't no debate I
Got bored in the trap and fuck around and dropped a tape then
Two months later dropped another fuck waiting
I came along way from trapping out of cribs that's vacant
Bag it up in granny basement then take it to the block
I got paid off selling bags before a song was ever dropped
I been scrolling down my timeline they talking about who hot
I'm just thinking to myself like these niggas must forgot that
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that half
I'm a million dollar nigga coming straight up off that Brad
I'm addicted to these streets guess I got that from my dad
Roll a wood hop in the booth and watch me get right in my bag
I'm rolling stogies out the P I was just trapping out that
Okay
(I like that daddy)