Cory Gunz - Stay Schemin lyrics

rate me

Ah been so wrong it ain't gon' get no righter

Diddy try to get that me like he did that nigga tyga

had the chips when I perform or fuck i bend this night up

I'm hungry for the money I ain't sinner righter

back to business had this bitches to roll over on me

niggas mixing their priorities with broke or horny

I'm from where victims catch it promptly

'cause they slow corny

ain't nobody wanna roll and that they smoke for me

get it twisted if you want I'ma die wit a gun up

when is full to company I skip my model numbers

you niggas hustling tryin to do some bottle numbers

somehow your senses 'bout as low as your survival numbers

catch me ridin' through T-dot with Drizzy, shout to Neaks

and no cold mic molly GT addin' fee

if you niggas still aint get the pictures over photo

total forward with my polo

Why, yolo

young money militia, CMB is the dream

everybody branch but want nobody leave

the steve that's why I'm the nigga nobody sees

the rest of these niggas got see expirations for IDs

I'll be by myself papa said get em player

and the final twist-it in your city with Ginny the mayor

he say don't worry Scrap

every dog got they day

now I couldn't tell you how much we saw in a day

I ride for my niggas dog

I ride for my niggas

I slide for my mniggs dog

I ride for my niggas

Stay schemin, niggas tryin to get at me

..I ride for my niggas

Thanks to Mitchell for correcting these lyrics