MC Tree G - 20

{Verse 1: Tree}
20 thousand all in fives, I be the realest alive
Got a little bitch in the house all she do tell me who try
Fuck her
Shout out my brother
He at my side it don't matter the fuck up
Tree he gon' fuck up
I'm in the club all the chi we gon' fuck up
If she got a fee better believe we gon' fuck her
So we don't need nothing bro we on the up up up
You on the lil nigga fucking butts
You niggas broke you won't ever stuck
You niggas hold you don't ever bust
Keep a white girl like she Helen Hunt
Don't trust her still watch her roll every blunt
And I'm on the road at least every month
And I don't indulge in narcotic, my bitch is psychotic
I got me a cottage
I grew up in projects where niggas be boxing
And ain't no time for running homie I got you
All eyes on a nigga, Tupac and them
And I don't be talking shit I just be off of shit
You can't say nothing to niggas I'm walking with
Fuck is the awkwardness, we straight up artists
You needing monitors, you need pharmacists

{Chorus}
(Ooba)
Man I been in my way since about 20
Went and got a case, lost about 20
(Ooba)
In another state to get me out, 20
How much time they say?
Man about 20
(Ooba)

{Verse 2: Chris Crack}
Shit
I been selling dope since I was about 20
I hate fifties I'm counting these hundreds
Fuck the little bitches that come in abundance
I been in my ways
Selling these twenties for twenty
Flip me a twenty, I came back with 20
Tree just told me he re-upped with 20 of 36
I couldn't pass with the dirty piss
Ain't no telling if you heard of this
First 48, no murder it was 20 just the other day
Ain't nothing safe
In an uber with a bunch of bitches
I was riding with my niggas ain't nothing with it
In the crowd with my chains ain't nothing missing
Fuck this little money give me something bigger
Remember hundred fifty nigga

{Chorus}
(Ooba)
Man I been in my way since about 20
Went and got a case, lost about 20
(Ooba)
In another state to get me out, 20
How much time they say?
Man about 20
(Ooba)