Lyrics
Na wait, holdup, wasn't You the one who was sniffin' yola
In the restroom with the cobras
Now your back against the corner
There's sum rules to this life shit
An angel on your shoulder
Keep a gun like a soldier
This the part I'm never showin'
Na wait, holdup, wasn't You the one who was sniffin' yola
In the restroom with the cobras
Now your back against the corner
There's sum rules to this life shit
An angel on your shoulder
Keep a gun like a soldier
This the part I'm never showin'
Na wait hollup, wasn't You the **** that was hittin' me
Always in my Dm's like "This fye I think I'm feelin' heem"
Blew dat shit, self made ****, don't tell me how to be
Jewelry, I'm too pretty keep a gun but watch my brothas' heat
But watch my Brothas' heat, I think he tote that 223'
Run up it's a murder scene,like Spike Lee It's a movie scene
Pop up with the 9" in the stu' like "Why you do dat lil bro"
Daddy died, tough times, moved through the city, been through the most
Real street shit, real talk shit
Real drill shit, buss down bitch
Audemar wrist, don't do functions
He hit the wrong bitch, I got options
I get it out her back, I'm player, I'm so smooth
I live like GTA
'Cus life about some cars n' how much money made (Money made)
I wan' live like Money May
Laugh into the bank, it cost a bag but we money made
Dancin' in these racks it's spillin' out the clothes, we renegade
Na wait, holdup, wasn't You the one who was sniffin' yola
In the restroom with the cobras
Now your back against the corner
There's sum rules to this life shit
An angel on your shoulder
Keep a gun like a soldier
This the part I'm never showin'
Na wait, holdup, wasn't You the one who was sniffin' yola
In the restroom with the cobras
Now your back against the corner
There's sum rules to this life shit
An angel on your shoulder
Keep a gun like a soldier
This the part I'm never showin'
I was on the front line, 10th Street activists
Whoever need a fade baby chill will backing it