400 Thousand - BOLDY JAMES

You can’t have no friends in real life

When all you do is bag up grams and sell white

Gotta find some way to stash these bands

And hide this cash

If they trip over my stash they set for life

I recognize it’s hard to get it and keep it

Easy to jeopardize

Risk ain’t worth the reward, pay it no never mind

Take it in stride and if worse comes to worst

You always board your first, never your second mind

Mind your business and never mix business with friendship

Cause friends be the ones in the end when it’s all said and done

Who can you call?

Who can you run to?

Will they come through on the humble?

Or will they drop the ball and fumble

I wouldn’t be surprised

I’ve seen it all out my own two eyes

Before he died my uncle

Said, «if you let it slide it’ll come back to haunt you»

400 thousand

I got all of this money and can’t trust a soul to help me count this

400 thousand

Now the kush and the bricks got me pushing whips that ain’t even out yet

400 thousand

Know how you know you getting money when you spend a thousand dollars on an

outfit

400 thousand

I got all of this money and can’t trust a soul to help me count this

400 thousand

My son asked what’s the most money I ever counted

I told him 'bout $ 460,000

All dope money from whipping ounces

Slow rolling them snow bunnies in Clinton Township

The bastards tried to give me 'bout six

For transacting them graham crackers of that brown shit

Had me surrounded

They jammed traffic, the vans in back of them Crown Vics

But they never found shit

During the fed run-ins, out in southwest

Used to have to get plugged into the outlet

Bagging up in the house, stressed, ask Justin

Man, I used to have nothing, but now I’m rich

No more out of town trips, jumping on the road

No change of clothes, same old outfit

In the natty we hit the outlet

What I blew on vintage True Religion denim could’ve bought a couch set