Felt like giving yall some shit to get Ratchet to

Ratchet Shit Feat. waldir

BUDA & FERNO-NO MORE (Prod- DeCicco Beats)

PAPER

Paper-feat. FERNO and WALDIR

Dead Broke feat- Ferno prod by (colorblind x mvabeats)

I grew up on my own 
Roming streets all alone I didn’t have nothin 
Rollin woods I was huffing puffin 
I was getting high backed like a muffin
know my family want me doin better 
 Got niggas in the pin sending letters
 Gotta stack the money till it cant fit 
 Ima fill it up ima flood the dresser

You aint never had it bad I was skipping class
I was eating good but had to dine and dash
Counting paper I was always good at math
Streets choose me I couldn’t  choose my path  

niggas don’t know   I been thru
Niggas don’t know what I went thru
You really don’t know 
Really don’t know 
Really don’t know
I had it hard

you know my stories so bad they kinda hard to believe
I had some niggas I trusted but turned out they was thieves 
nigga we passed  together so why the fuck you steal from me
I was a fool
This shit I been should of seen

Back then it was bad
Used to wish for shit I couldn’t have 
If I stayed broke I knew I wouldn’t last 
had to get money put it I the past
I remember  they wouldn’t talk to me
Now I don’t say a word and they walking to me
When I was was broke they was looking right thru me 
Now I got money and they all wanna do me

This shit be funny get money now they call you honey
But bitch do I look like a bee
All off a sudden im cool you say that im smooth
im the same nigga you wouldn’t greet
Now bitches begin me just to meet
I even got bitches rubbing on my feet
I stackin this money so fast I might buy a yacht and sail off into the sea
 
What you know about the same clothes every day
I played in the same clothes everyday
 All my shoes had holes
My life was cold 
Now I be rocking all white jays

Need me a bitch thats here to stay
I need a real 1 to come my way
Im tired of fakes
The hate I cant take
 im sick and tired of the wait

What you know about selling them dimes in the rain
What you know about wearing clothes full of stains
my life was a struggle so I feel all your pain  
I had to hold on had to maintain
You know the hustle its all in my veins 
Growing up man that shit can be critical 
Street life yea that shit can get physical
now im scaling dope on the digital

BUDASK8S