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This n that (feat. french montana)

by Ace Hood


[Intro]
(It could be a better world)
(If it wasn´t for this)
(And wasn´t for that)
If it wasn´t for this it wouldn´t be that
You heard?
Montana

[Hook: French Montana]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, poppin´ bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We givin´ niggas what they want
Dirty money we´ll be spendin´
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winnin´
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I´m shinin´ every minute

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Yeah – I remember nights on those porches,
I´m dreamin´ Porsches and Benzes
Drinkin´ Hennessey plottin´ on other ways I could win
Back in the day I was troubled when knickerbockers was in
Mama off in the kitchen cookin´ my favourite again
Had my sights on a million, most my niggas was dealin´
Stashin´ that work in them Civics, runnin´ that board like the inning
Hoppin´ up in that new Chevy, that bitch was too pussy tinted
Heard them jack boys are lurkin´, bet I´ll be one of the victims
A cold world, a cold world
Tryin´ to make a dollar for my daughter and my ol´ girl
Gotta make a way, I´m chasin´ paper, Maybach chauffeur
If you don´t grind then you don´t shine, nigga, that´s word
Eh, that´s word – I say “hey young world, how you doin´ today?”
“You ever ran out of answers, all you could do is pray?”
She told me “baby, you´ll recover” what my granny would say
Don´t got no grudge with my daddy, a millionaire to this day
I taught myself how to be a man, ain´t no father to thank
I felt that nigga should be around just to show me the way
Just know he wasn´t, I was out here thuggin´,
Lookin´ at them dope boys stuntin´, fours on them Cutlass,
Pockets full of them hundreds, bitches love it, low-key in buckets
No kind of budget, screamin´ “fuck it” when you came from nothin´
Came from nothin´, word…
(If it wasn´t for this)
(And wasn´t for that)

[Hook: French Montana]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, poppin´ bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We givin´ niggas what they want
Dirty money we´ll be spendin´
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winnin´
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I´m shinin´ every minute

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Okay I hustle, it´s off the muscle, this shit my religion
Youngin focused, I´m on it, and I wanted to seize every figure
Had to make our way out the struggle and sacrifice with decisions
Ridin´ low in the Taurus, I always prayed for the Bentley
Had a whole other mission, to get rich on you bitches
Tired of goin´ to the bank and they say my funds insufficient
Only one thing to do, I had to go out and get it
Always wanted to ball, I had to play my position
And I did just that, put on my city in fact
I kept a mil´ in my safe, and plus there´s 12 in the gat
200k for the whip, you see the 30-day tag?
I´m on a boat with some bitches, I give a fuck if you mad
We livin´ – straight out the gutter to makin´ millions
And I did it with real niggas
(If it wasn´t for this)
(And wasn´t for that)

[Hook: French Montana]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, poppin´ bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We givin´ niggas what they want
Dirty money we´ll be spendin´
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winnin´
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I´m shinin´ every minute





 

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