Lyrics
System, what you ever do for me? Nothing
Still you wanna knock me down for nothing
What we ever do to them? Nothing
System, system
What we ever do to you? Nothing
Still you wanna knock me down for nothing
Still you wanna lock me down
System, system
What you ever (do for me?)
All my jeans culturally
That's because before I was a teen, I was moving D
My little cousin mom smoked out, he gotta move with me
And by the time he was 13, knew how to move a key
By the time he was 15, pulled up in a V
One two, getting high with my gun drew
I put the whole slums on, ain't even gotta come through
Still I show up with guap for y'all to thumb through
My hood is mean where the kicks ain't kung fu
I'm watching Kan on an 80 inch Samsung
Niggas turn bitch when they bread gone
Me and Dot getting rich 'cause our head on
Straight moving coke with more strikes than a snake
Damn Babylon come, make your neck separate
We just tryna have fun but we can't catch a break
With these snitch ass niggas and these bitches in the way
System, what you ever do for me? Nothing
Still you wanna knock me down for nothing
What we ever do to them? Nothing
System, system
What we ever do to you? Nothing
Still you wanna knock me down for nothing
Still you wanna lock me down
System, system
What you ever (do for me?)
They wanna lock a nigga up and throw away the key
But if they hit them lights then I'ma throw away this key though
Running red lights 'cause I'ma go at high speed, oh
I never look for the cold showers in them speedos
You talking 'bout them sprayers, white rice with them freedos
But a nigga got away, keep your memory close
I can take your ten years off, damn memory wrong
And I swear I was only twelve when I was copping them hoes
I heard your partner got booked, immediately told
They gave his life back, they call that nigga free throw
You hear the Chevy rev, you can hear the pipes pop
It's OPF to death, what we gotta lie for?
It's M dot the chef, came with the pie flow
You niggas still tripping, what you wanna die for?
My little niggas green, we call it night glow
And all these damn shells, you know what them pipes for
System, what you ever do for me? Nothing
Still you wanna knock me down for nothing
What we ever do to them? Nothing
System, system
What we ever do to you? Nothing
Still you wanna knock me down for nothing
Still you wanna lock me down
System, system
What you ever (do for me?)