Seven Million lyrics - Ace Hood

[Future:]

You see I'm drippin' in baguettes, hey

You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey

You see me drippin' doin' the flex, hey

You see me flexin' on your bitch, don't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' on your bitch, you can't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey

You see I'm flexin' on your bitch, hey

You see I'm flexin' VVS's don't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' VVS, they can't forget about me

You know I'm flexin' on a bitch, hey

You know I'm flexin' on your clique

Say

[Ace Hood:]

I been shitting on these niggas like a porta potty

See my pockets getting fat I ain't been exercising

Told my plug show me love don't forget about me

Once that Maybach coupe arrive I need to know about it

Couple germs in my circle had to sanitize it

Say you real but I just c- I can't identify it

I hear fighting for our freedom got us improvising

I'm not simple minded, ain't no sympathizing

Loaded I'm ready bring out the confetti I might need a minute to spaz, yeah

Nothing in common with none of these niggas I just gotta mention the facts, yeah

Burberry seats in the coupe, wish upon stars in the roof

Clark Kent switched in the booth, beast mode peek-a-boo, ooh

Most these niggas lack I'm like what's up with that?

Bunch of niggas watching but don't double tap

Bunch of bitches watching want that chocolate

Come and get your chick she getting too attached

Had to switch my focus I'm too anti-social

Silence bring you sickness some shit must be vocal

Niggas tried to play me Lord knows that

Niggas they be hating Lord knows that

All about my cheese like a mole rat

Any disrespect you get your soul snatched

Hood Nation repping it's a new beginning

Bitch I'm still at it like an intervention

2017 you best pay attention

I'm back in the kitchen, my soul is replenished

Can't fuck with the vision, we coming with vengeance

For everything I'm ever owed, I'll pay you a visit

[Future:]

You see me flexin' on your bitch, don't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' on your bitch, you can't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey

You see I'm flexin' on your bitch, hey

You see I'm flexin' VVS's don't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' VVS, they can't forget about me

You know I'm flexin' on a bitch, hey

You know I'm flexin' on your clique

Say

Sensai lyrics - Ace Hood

Them blades chopping like a Sensei

I'm on the block like I'm Dikembe

Don't ever shit where your head lay

And I ain't never give a fuck 'bout what a bitch say

I'm tryna see that money six ways

I'm tryna pull up in that new thing

Get it forever like I'm Wu-Tang

Walk in the building like I own things

Whip cost 200 plus, really I don't give a fuck

I just got a check bruh, and I'm 'bout to fuck it up

Designer on my asshole, that's 200 on the dashboard

I'm on my fuck nigga free shit, I'm on that let my niggas breathe shit

I'm with the shits I'm on the nonsense

I brought my Haitians from the projects, settle down tell 'em settle down

Can't hear you niggas 'cause the weed loud

I made lil' mama hold the team down, I got lil' mama on her knees now

I'm just caught up in the wave, salute the ones who getting paid

Them blades chopping like a Sensei

I'm on the block like I'm Dikembe

Don't ever shit where your head lay

And I ain't never give a fuck 'bout what a bitch say

I'm tryna see that money six ways

I'm tryna pull up in that new thing

Get it forever like I'm Wu-Tang

Walk in the building like I own things

Crib worth a couple mil, J's cost 200 dollars

I'm jigging off a half a pill, I look like I hit the lotto

You know I'm tripping bitch I'm too sauced

I'm out on Collins with the roof off

Look at them haters they so pissed off

Them ugly bitches make my dick soft

Credit card swiping I'm just spending fuck a limit

Fucking with them thots boy you gon' end up in a clinic

Wait a minute, pay attention, these are Saint Laurent's and not them True Religions

I'm a show boat, you a slow poke

Couple rings like I just had won the rose bowl

These niggas clowns I just look at them like bozos

It's Hood Nation all my niggas they on go mode

Them blades chopping like a Sensei

I'm on the block like I'm Dikembe

Don't ever shit where your head lay

And I ain't never give a fuck 'bout what a bitch say

I'm tryna see that money six ways

I'm tryna pull up in that new thing

Get it forever like I'm Wu-Tang

Walk in the building like I own things

My Girlfriend lyrics - Ace Hood

[Kap G:]

Why the fuck this bitch texting my phone

You're not my girlfriend

I just took a flick with your girlfriend

I be kickin' shit with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

All up in my business she be lurkin'

I've been tryna to tell her bye it ain't workin'

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

[Ace Hood:]

Young nigga too beast mode and I'm 'bout it 'bout it like P

Put my chains on and my doors off and I'm hanging out of that Jeep

I been hated on I been talked about and they tellin' lies on me

It gon' be televised when I re-arrive in them peoples eyes with that key

Who are you betting your chips on, we celebrate in the end zone

This is the shit that the pen doing, I'm in the coupe it depends on

I'm on the way to the top, I do not fuck with the opps

We bending off of the lot, I think I figured it out

Niggas ain't willing to grind, boy is you out of your mind

I am the one who divine, I am just one of a kind

Preach, preach, preach on 'em, they sleep keep on

Keep, keep, keep on, same beats new form

[Kap G:]

I just took a flick with your girlfriend

I be kickin' shit with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

All up in my business she be lurkin'

I've been tryna to tell her bye it ain't workin'

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

Get out my lane, that kidney pain

Took out the brain, I met the flame

We not the same, Louis V frame

Look were I came, from Marta trains

Look at my game, I'm like King James

I'm making movies, just like the Wayans

Fuck what she sayin', she wanna rain

Pimpin' ain't easy, Big Daddy Kane

Baby ion even know yo name

Hundred on the dash like I'm Dame

She wanna take trips to Romane

Call me David I'm the one to blame

I can't even do it babe sorry I can't even lie

Why you tryna fuck with me babe, you got another guy

She said can I come again, maybe girl another time

Tramp stamp on her back, what is that a butterfly

Blowin' on the gas from the Amoco

I just hit yo girl in my Polo Pajamas tho

Gotta stay strapped like I'm Rambo tho

And she thick and she pretty like Amber Rose

I just took a flick with your girlfriend

I be kickin' shit with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

All up in my business she be lurkin'

I've been tryna to tell her bye it ain't workin'

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

That Part lyrics - Ace Hood

[ScHoolboy Q:]

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

[Ace Hood:]

Meantime, in between time, I'm King Kong in the phenom

Bomb like a napalm, don't give a fuck if niggas hate mine

Got faith, gotta keep calm never had a weak mind

Niggas snakes like a python, catch you playing with my life line Glock might FaceTime

I'm in the building nigga what they do

I got the Wraith painted neon blue, who I thought they knew?

Chain cold like the freon do, I'm too blessed gotta say ah-choo

Execute my moves, God with me I just can not lose, be legendary like the Moulin Rouge

You niggas better than who? LOL nigga that part

Got a shorty super thick who tryna ride me like a NASCAR

Baby got back she a camel, playing with the dick like a banjo

Everybody know I got the antidote, let my nuts hang like a cantaloupe

That part nigga that part, no I ball like LeBron niggas better check the stat charts

Hazard gotta smoke herb, I'm star like the Converse, wild at the concert

F me then its F you too, 488 Ferrari zoom

Them dead presidents in Nino tomb

The safe filled I'm a need more rooms

Somebody free Lil Tune, he the greatest when it come to the booth

Give credit this is evident proof, 14 I was mimicking you

And I feel like I'm the best lil nigga 'cause the flows way sicker and I think I got the remedy too

God gave me the juice, kept faith all praises due

So I'm thankful I made it through

[ScHoolboy Q:]

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

Ayy! That part

Bang this shit in the hood one time

Lil bitch I'm back and poppin'

Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options

Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

Few million made and still ain't changed... that part

Me, my girl got matchin' bling... that part

I'm a get so blowed, I'm a lose my brain... that part

Me and XO only thing go straight

Need me a bitch that'll go both ways

Style on top of style, nigga

Since a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga

Had a pistol in my drawls, nigga

When I was broke, I had to sauce, nigga

Got a Chevy with side to side on it

Hundred spokes, the dana danes on it

Got a chopper that stand at 5'2"

I put your homies down beside you

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

Ayy! That part

That part

That part

[Kanye West:]

Walkin' livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part)

I just dropped 60, man I feel like Kobe

Lamar was with me, man I feel like Kobe

Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like Jordan

Trippin' at my weddin', I be raaa-uh-ayy

Ain't say shit, nigga

You was listenin' close though

You was listenin' to hoes though

You wouldn't listen to the flow though

Listen to the 'Go

Listen to a young nigga from the 'Go though

I'm a freestyle this mothafucka, who knew?

When I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q

And uh, Top Dawg, call Top Dawg

Get that nigga on the phone

Top Dawg on the phone!

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!

Big Amount lyrics - Ace Hood

Uh, I got a potty mouth, when I go to shit talking

Niggas come with they hands out, 'cause they want the juice from me

Feeling alright nigga calm down, big dogs on the compound

Paybacks on the way around if you got a problem better say it now

I am happy we reunited, here come the rap I am Leonidas

You want them problems you re-invited

You know the flow on some Hepatitis

I am in poppin' demand, that's how the radio hands

Black out the Bentley the truck, shit cost like 300 bands

Count up the fetty then count again, you never know what we pullin' in

Smoking on cannabis yet again, high like my women with melanin

That's how you level it up, enough is enough is enough

Energy energy up, you sleeping I'm waking you up

Back on the block you know the boy

You know I got it I've done it before

500 horses inside of the Porsche

Too much of money I've spent in the courts

I hit the gym just to start up my day

I throw the weights like they do the bouquet

You think it's sweet is another mistake, rearrange a nigga whole face

Please don't make me catch a whole case, niggas fuck with me the long way

I'm just doing what the song say

I'm a king on the Lord's day, ooh

I got a big amount, Phantom too big and I can't even back it out

Young nigga hold it down, real niggas know that the boy made the city proud

You haters are motivation, I'm in LA we at Crustaceans

We never needing no reservation, women they beg me to penetrate it

Oh that's your lady I never knew, stand in the paint like I'm 7'2"

I tell her keep on them Jimmy Choo's, she call me 'zaddy' I'm with it cool

Whipping the Bentley that's how I do it, sick of Miami I'm tryna move

Fuck is you niggas been tryna prove?

Funny you thought that I needed you, young nigga gotta get paid

Gon' get me back in my ways, I was just listening to Gutta

Bitch I remember them days, I was a jit in the game

Young nigga know he a problem, young nigga know he a beast

I'm tryna get me a dollar

I'm tryna head for some millions, I'm tryna build me some buildings

Put up some dough for my children, give my young niggas the vision

I'm tryna trip to the West Coast, flow on the best of the best smoke

I'm in a low low with vato, he hit a lick for a gusto, oof

You got a big mouth, stop it I run the South

Are you kids really done playin' now? I went the legend route

Handed the flow to them niggas you brag about

Don't get me started they dearly departed this movie ain't featured by Paramount

Fuck is that all about? I'm gon' be legend I never doubt

I know my presence been unannounced, I love my fans who been holdin' down

Soon you'll be fittin' me for the crown, nigga

And I got a big amount, ask 'em who run the South

Nigga I got a big amount

You got a big mouth, stop it I run the South nigga

Nation

My Shit lyrics - Ace Hood

Alright, uh

I been smokin' on some shit I got from California

All these diamonds on me cool hope I don't catch pneumonia

Just don't trip we keep that heat I'm talking Erik Spoelstra

I should pull up on my ex and throw the middle finger

Niggas bitin' on the flow I had to switch and change up

Got some money got some fame and no we never changed up

Told you niggas back in '08 I will fuck the game up

Pulling up in that benz or coupe I did the leather red guts

Once you get a little money they acting funny

I just made a half a million out the country

Had to hit my knees and thank the Lord above me

Blessings after blessings have bestowed upon me

I just wake up say a prayer then I get my grind on

To make it where I'm from we treat it like a milestone

Get your money build your home, and still I'm in my zone

At the top where I belong, and it say on my cologne

Put my number in your phone, imma make her call me zaddy

Imma get that pussy gladly, I will eat that like some snackies

In a coma you relax

Aye, that's just a whole lotta passion, ya dig

Ooouuu lyrics - Ace Hood

You know I go hop up on this beat and catch a body bag

Body bag zip it up to toe tag

Top and knock a nigga out his mustache

Shit too easy I ain't even in my duff bag

Started out of brava this lil thing about us

Blowing on that sour pistol on a counter

That sucker shit for cowards money and the power

Ooouuu I love that shuffle sound with money counters

Ooouuu I gotta wet this like the water fountain

Ouh I been the best before I though about it

It's still fuck'em ain't apologizing

Still fuck em ain't apologizing

It's faith in me alive that's how I beat the odds

My physical physique is on some Greek [?]

People on the streets you had to clock the tires

Rihanna then Meek will quit [?]

Mean that I don't see you when you switching sides

Royalty ain't shit [?]

Reason why my circle don't got ain't no moss

[?] you can't identify

X lyrics - Ace Hood

Uh, some say I'm the voice, give my people hope

I'm the chosen one, some say I'm the GOAT

This that holy ghost don't you overdose

This that living legend hands around your fuckin' throat, get it?

I am a menace I am the end ain't no fucking beginnin'

It ain't no question bout who is the realest

Niggas are gimmicks they gotta be kiddin'

Follow my lead and I show you the way

I am believin' and walkin' in faith

Real nigga shit we can never relate

People are not who they seem to portray

Look in my eyes look in my soul

You niggas hoping a youngin' a fold

I know the difference to friend and a foe

You know the way I'm a play them up close

Told you way back in 08 I'm too cold Chincilla

No I'm too raw you too flawed don't act up Ben Stiller

Feeling like Lil Wayne my block hot my shirt off I'm realer

Please don't push me cause you pussy like gynecologists niggas

One for the people who counted me out

Give them a piece of the beast of the south

I hear the mumbles they cover their mouth

I came to see what the hype is about

Niggas in foreign cars with big rollies and a gold chain shit rented

I just lol at you lame guys but I need to mind my business

I'm on some hoodnation I am a first round pick

I'm going hard as the pavement

Wait on the day when the wave hit

When I'm in Dubai I have [?] smoking on Shisha that taste good

We had that suite on the ninth floor

Living the vision we prayed for

Ooo

Hope this hold you over to my next shit

I been dropping hits I dropped another hit

That's right put me on some other shit

I'm an alien that's why I'm in this mothership

She just ain't my lady that's my partner there

I can't even lie she got me pussy whipped

I can't even lie she help me elevate

I feel so alive after I meditate

Oo, got me stunting on my X bitch

Oo, I had to block her like I'm Tetris

Oo, might buy a ring for my new chick

Oo, she got me thinking bout engagement

Switch, got me stunting on my X bitch

Oo, I had to block her like I'm Tetris

Oo, might buy a ring for my new chick

Oo, she got me thinking bout engagement

"Beast Of The South" (2016)

 

I Know How It Feel lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know how it feel
Everybody looking while you walking in the club straight flexing
I know how it feel
Standing on the couch, waitress bringing bottles to my section
I know how it feel
Woke up this morning with a bad bitch laying on my pillow
I know how it feel
Came from the dirt, now I sit comfy on a mil
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
I know how it feel to be broke
And I know what it take to get rich
I know what it's like to have them niggas hating on ya
Turn around, be the same ones jumping on your dick
Funny how shit'll change when you get a little change
Seeing my old friends and knowing it ain't the same
Copping my first watch, rocking my first chain
Only one in the hood you see in a red Range
I know how it feel baby, I know how it feel
I still get chills thinking about my first mil
I had to take a loss, it's part of being a boss
Now all my niggas floss, we ain't worried about the cost cause

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know how it feel
Everybody looking while you walking in the club straight flexing
I know how it feel
Standing on the couch, waitress bringing bottles to my section
I know how it feel
Woke up this morning with a bad bitch laying on my pillow
I know how it feel
Came from the dirt, now I sit comfy on a mil
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Now it's private planes for my woes and their partners
LOL out the bank smiling
City to city, state to state
My niggas, look what we accomplished
Ay, thinking back on my worst days
Now my homies in the club sipping bubbly, yeah
Plenty cake, happy birthday
I know the feeling when putting on for your birthplace
It's going down nigga, mayday
Gold chain, big bottles for my woadie
Throw up your Rollie, put it high in the sky
And wave that motherfucker side to side

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know how it feel
Everybody looking while you walking in the club straight flexing
I know how it feel
Standing on the couch, waitress bringing bottles to my section
I know how it feel
Woke up this morning with a bad bitch laying on my pillow
I know how it feel
Came from the dirt, now I sit comfy on a mil
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Way up nigga, way up
I thank God for the day a nigga came up
Pocket full of big faces
I'm in the club, someone point me to the waitress
They like "Who that? Who that spending all that dope?"
Hashtag, we them niggas on my IG post
Your favorite model call me papito
The panorama's all white, I'm on my cocaine flow
Woo, you got me feeling like the man of the year
Everything trill over here
We just throw the Rollie in the sky and then we wave em side to side
For my niggas in the celly doing time

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know how it feel
Everybody looking while you walking in the club straight flexing
I know how it feel
Standing on the couch, waitress bringing bottles to my section
I know how it feel
Woke up this morning with a bad bitch laying on my pillow
I know how it feel
Came from the dirt, now I sit comfy on a mil
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel

[Outro: Ace Hood]
Young Niggas Mad
Ridin' foreign whips nigga
Poppin' off in them clubs nigga
Bottles on bottles on bottles nigga
Pretty women all over the place
Me and my Hood Nation Niggas
Y'all know we started from this shit, nigga, Broward County
We the motherfucking best
I know how it feel

Supposed To Do lyrics - Ace Hood

[Hook:]
What am I supposed to do, now
Now I know it’s you, that I love? (Tell me, tell me)
What am I supposed to do, now
Now I know it’s you, that I love? (Tell me, tell me)

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Still in the make and I wanna be great but they tell me be patient
Don't compare me to none of these niggas in the game
Cause they way too basic
And I'm just that amazing, I reach them stages
In the league with the majors
Nigga fuck your blogs, nigga fuck your statements
The fuck you thinkin'
Nah, ain't doing no more favors
Never hit a nigga just to make me famous
Little nigga, flows go crazy
And them other nigga's can't tame me
Flame me, blame me
All the nigga's that doubt it
All ya'll nigga's some cowards
All ya'll nigga's step up and get devoured
Six feet deep with bouquet of flowers
Tell me what, what am I supposed to do
Cause respect for mine is so overdue
I'm the best in it, just pay attention, take a closer view
Cause ain't nothing like them and ain't nothing like you
These niggas changed like Clark in the booth
Can't trust ho's, I don't trust dudes
I buy your bitch like pay per view
I set the standards, I dare you to
What's competition, come show me proof
This God flow, this Jesus Christ
That's say a prayer before I sleep at night
I'm still sinnin', don't be offended
My dick intended for a Spanish wife
This chess homie, not checkers niggas
Ain't playin' with ya, no action figures
What am I supposed to do?

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Skepta]
They keep telling me I'm the best in the country
And I like how that sounds
You think you Superman, I get the Kryptonite, and bring you right back down
Yeah, you know the drill, I kill MC's til it's overkill
But how many more am I supposed to kill
Til niggas stop putting my name
Next to these just come rappers, I'm so embarrassed
I'm in the booth working my magic
My nigga in the studio, heard my lyrics and put his hands on his head like Khaled
These other MC's need practice
Cause when I heat up, it's a madness
Hundred degrees, niggas melt like plastic
Lyrical war, yeah that's my language
I turn Super Saiyan, bitch
Just so you know I ain't playin', bitch
I heard nigga's like you before
You got a good flow, but you ain't sayin' shit
Just a bunch of words with no meaning, no heart, no feeling
But when I lay it down, I lay it down so nice
It's my name everybody screamin'
And we don't care what it cost
Me and my nigga's, we all gotta floss
Don't give a shit how you talk round' here
Better talk properly when you talk to the boss
You amateur, say you got fans online, few shows, and a manager
Think you've got the game on lock
I press start, here comes new challenger (challenger)
Skepta

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
There are some serious rumors around
There's a new sheriff in town
Fuck your apologies, back up his arteries
Bury him deep in the ground
Tell him keep sleepin', I'm never defeated
I will not repeat it, you follow me now?
Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm ready
You rappers are puppets, then tell them I said it
Don't give a fuck and this shit is embedded
My flow is infected, I may need a medic
Tell me who better, I make you regret it
It's in my genetics, your shit is pathetic
What am I posed' to do but be great
Never let a thing stand in my way
Never let a Devil ruin my faith
And there ain't a such thing as "I can't"
You looking at a rare breed, a new species
I walk right through hell in my sneak's
Show me the devil, I show you the rebel
I show you my heart when it come to the medal
Tell me who better, I never will settle
My nigga's just told me don't let off the pedal
Keep my Jordan 5's on their neck
Fuck whoever got next, fuck your fame dog and respect
You don't know what life was like in the projects
Ever seen the look in his face before death
I seen my granny before her last breath
Ain't no calm down on my compound
There's no contest cause I'm bomb threat
No conscience shit on my mindset
I bought two choppers for my sound check
Say, 'who wanna war' and I'm coming alone
Spray at you haters like fuckin' cologne
Starvation 3 outta let out the beast
So it's bone appetit and I'm ready to feast

We Don't lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Rich Homie Quan)

[Hook x2: Ace Hood]
(We don't fuck with you, nigga)
We don't fuck with you, we don't fuck with you
(We don't fuck with you, nigga)
We don't fuck with you, we don't fuck with you
(Don't fuck with you)
You can't sit with us, you can't hit the blunt
Just to tell the truth, we don't fuck with you

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
We don't fuck with you, we don't fuck with you
I can smell that fake from like a mile or two
Only smoke that loud, and not that reggie, mayne
I got all my whips in all my bitches names
Standin' on your sofa, nigga, fuck your couch
Niggas like some bitches, they just run their mouth
Askin' all them questions, boy your mind gone
Boy you must be workin' for the 5-0
Niggas out here ballin' for a season
Watch these bitches, they are so misleadin'
This real nigga air you cannot breathe in
I just want you to give me a reason
I, don't fuck with these niggas
I say now I, ain't lovin' these bitches
Cross my heart and hope to die

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
I love my alphabets, all I smoke is Ls
Yeah, C+ is the police, I don't fuck with 12s
I spent too much money on the package for the scale
I need my money up front cause I don't trust the mail
I'm gon' rip this beat apart if the bass good
My block is like a deck of cards, Ace Hood
I wanna know just who you are and if you taste good
I can go anywhere I want because my face good (A1)
Got this lil' bitch I jump up on like a skateboard (kick, push)
Every time that I need some money, I take some
She'll suck my dick and go and kiss her nigga
Stop it, my Pan 4-door, fuck you, hit my middle finger

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Just know my circle small and I don't trust nobody
We gon' have to weigh that money, too much profit pilin'
I just love to stunt on all my old hoes
I do not fuck with that bitch, she cannot keep her legs closed
I'm runnin' the game, I'm fuckin' them lames
Forrealla, forreal, that head was insane
But all of these niggas be frontin'
All of my niggas be stuntin'
Livin' this life and we love it
We gettin' this money, I keep it 100
Say I, don't fuck with these niggas
I say, now I, ain't lovin' these bitches
Cross my heart and hope to die

[Hook]

mixtape: "Starvation 4" (2015)

• Changed On Me lyrics - Ace Hood
• Mood lyrics - Ace Hood
• Real lyrics - Ace Hood
• Cold Blooded Murder lyrics - Ace Hood
• Carried Away lyrics - Ace Hood
• Goals lyrics - Ace Hood
• Understand lyrics - Ace Hood
• Always lyrics - Ace Hood
• Enemies lyrics - Ace Hood
• 4 Da Hoes lyrics - Ace Hood

Changed On Me lyrics - Ace Hood

Got too many chains on me
These niggas changed on me
They up and changed on me (swear)

[Hook:]
These niggas changed on me
I swear they up and changed on me
Shit ain't been the same homie
Ever since I seen the fame homie
And they ain't did a thang homie
I just put a couple chains on me
Now they hate to put the blame on me
You had to spit in niggas chain homie (hey)

This what you niggas expect of me
They tryin' to drain all my energy
Countin' me out of this industry
Now they know I got the recipe
Count up the money then blow a check
How bout my mamma write all the checks
Niggas, they act like they want some
Fuck 'em I won't even send a text (wooh)
You see the look on they faces, these niggas' jealous
My mamma called me and told me "Oh baby be careful"
But they better not play with me
Next thing you know you'll be put on a shirt that say "In love and memory"
Guess who that back on that gutta shit
Might hit the block in them other shit
Watch all them niggas you kick it with
They may not be who you think they is
I thought it'd never be; used to be homies, now enemies
I know it is what it is but I gotta live, so fuck if you mad at me

[Hook:]
These niggas changed on me
I swear they up and changed on me
Shit ain't been the same homie
Ever since I seen the fame homie
And they ain't did a thang homie
I just put a couple chains on me
Now they hate to put the blame on me
You had to spit in niggas chain homie

I got way too many chains on me
I got way too many chains on me
I got way too many chains on me
Oh, I got way too many chains on

Hate is a weak emotion
Killin' 'em, my condolence
My president Rollie is drippin' all on me
And no I have never voted
Fuck what they talkin' bout
Cause they want a hand out
They wanna finish me, do me like Kennedy
Hit with a headshot
Told me I'd never be shit
But now that the story begins
Gettin' some head in the Benz
And I make her call up her friend
She do whatever for daddy
I do what I gotta to win
One hitters wonderin' how the fuck that nigga did it again
Again and again, count up the money to count it again
I cannot pretend, I see them fake through my Cartier lens
Better be, most of these niggas afraid of me
Fuck you my only apology
Cause I am the one you will never be

[Hook:]
These niggas changed on me
I swear they up and changed on me
Shit ain't been the same homie
Ever since I seen the fame homie
And they ain't did a thang homie
I just put a couple chains on me
Now they hate to put the blame on me
You had to spit in niggas chain homie

I got way too many chains on me
I got way too many chains on me
I got way too many chains on me
Oh, I got way too many chains on

Mood lyrics - Ace Hood

Haha, shit
Cause I'm in the mood baby
I'm in the mood nigga
Don't give me a reason
Don't give me a reason
Shit

[Hook:]
I'm in the mood to count up the loot, blessin's
Jump out the coupe, where fuck is the roof? Flexin'
I'm with the crew, you ain't makin' moves then exit
I'm in the mood to call up your boo to sext
Ooh, ause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood

Brought a car with a horse, got a young nigga whippin'
I just pull up at the light, shittin' on your Honda Civic
I got racks in my pocket, dead fresh catch a body
That potato on a shotty, count that money for a hobby
I just pull up to the villa, big shit, Godzilla
Young nigga, chinchilla, all ice like it’s winter
Hit the mall, blow a check
On the gram, gotta flex
Ain't no love for my ex, oh lord boy you blessed
See I'm in the mood to fuck up your mood, I'm covered in jewels
I just brought a crib with too many rooms, it came with a pool
I know what you're thinking, got rid of my neighbors, had too many rules
Don't get it confused, don't get it confused, we never gon' lose
I'm gonna get everything a nigga prayed for
Fuck me and call me daddy ain't that what you came for?
I'm in the mood, I'm like fuck it, put twenty chains on
Go hit the club, pour the bottles to see the light show

[Hook:]
I'm in the mood to count up the loot, blessin's
Jump out the coupe, the fuck is the roof? Flexin'
I'm with the crew, you ain't makin' moves than exit
I'm in the mood to call up your boo to sext
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood

Middle finger in the air, that's my motherfuckin' mood
Twenty-twenty with the vision, I got panoramic views
In my cup, got the screw
Phantom ghost, peek-a-boo
Nigga sleep, let 'em snooze
Ace Hood got the juice
I'm the motherfuckin; man, twenty bands for a [?]
I just brought a foreign, pay for it like a boss do
Nigga in the mood, keep it cool, goons crazy
Walk in the club with them Haitians
The fragrance amazing
I just might cop me a crib and only live in that bitch
I might just cop me a whip and only drive that new shit
I might just charge every hoe that I encounter for dick
Then pull up on my old teacher who said I won't be shit, bitch

[Hook:]
I'm in the mood to count up the loot, blessings
Jump out the coupe, the fuck is the roof? Flexing
I'm with the crew, you ain't making moves than exit
I'm in the mood to call up your boo to sex it
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
Ooh, cause I'm in the mood
I'm in the mood to count up the loot, blessin's
Jump out the coupe, the fuck is the roof? Flexin'
I'm with the crew, you ain't makin' moves than exit
I'm in the mood to call up your boo to sext

Cause I'm in the mood baby
I'm in the mood nigga
Don't give me a reason
Don't give me a reason
Shit