I Ain't Goin Lyrics - The End - Three 6 Mafia

My pockets are swollen, swollen 

My bankroll is foldin', foldin' 

Some niggas out there blowin' 

But baby, I ain't goin' 

See I bought a black Bonneville, keep pimpin' 

I'm out here tryin' to make a mil, my nigga winnin' 

A new crooked cell phone, you on 

So junkies won't call my home, man he gone 

Some niggas that I can trust, we straight 

Some killas that'll fuck you up, we made 

Let's chop it up and let it stack, that's the business 

Then rent a house and sell some crack, yeah, we in it 

Let's get the word all over town, you da man 

These hatin' niggas set you down with the plan 

Let's bang some rocks and slang some oot dem boys know 

Whatever's gonna make the loot 'cause we can short 'em 

The shake down we always go, we be deep 

Sometimes we have to throw dem 'bows, I brought the heat 

Some playas down to make some mean, what's the word? 

A pimp gon' always pimp again, my niggas heard what's goin' on 

My pockets are swollen, swollen 

My bankroll is foldin', foldin' 

Some niggas out there blowin' 

But baby, I ain't goin' 

My pockets are swollen, swollen 

My bankroll is foldin', foldin' 

Some niggas out there blowin' 

But baby, I ain't goin' 

See I'm sippin' on some bud light, this shit is cold 

I'm hustlin' tryin' to get a bite, let's make this load 

My fishing rod is bending, we hit the jackpot 

[Unverified] it's like a piece of art 

But every time I start to fish, I got a catch 

Some police snitches gotta snitch, I got a match 

Let's call up the hidden man with the AK 

And let them boys' blood drain