From Da South (Instrumental)

(BandPlay)

Uh

(Woah)

Plain jane Cartiers for the bifocals (bifocals)

I can let it rain, make it flood up the score (make it flood up the score)

Hellcat fast, I done blew a bag or more (I done blew a bag or more)

You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it (I ain't even gotta show it)

Fuck the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga, that grow it (the nigga, that grow it)

Ballin' every quarter (woah), guaranteed I won't blow it

Pink slip for the whip (woah), guaranteed they can't tow it

Nah, uh-uh (no)

Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour (on tour)

Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur (like Shakur)

Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' (we ain't goin')

Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' (I was already blowin')

Hit the BandPlay, chopper knockin' out ya eardrum (eardrums)

Young rich nigga from the south puttin' on (puttin' on)

Now I get paid just to get up on a song (get up on a song, let's go)

Love sippin' codeine, can't leave the VLONE (can't leave the VLONE)

Where the hood genie? These niggas be clones (these niggas be clones)

Tryna ride the wave, nigga, better hold on (better hold on)

Can't change nothin', but this a million dollar phone (million dollar phone)

You a rat and a bitch, we would never get along (we would never get along)

I won't let him get a break (woah), hitters layin' at his home (woah)

Nigga don't want smoke, he put my name in a song (my name in a song)

K just hit and it's already gone (already gone)

Bad bitch layin' in my bed in her thong (in my bed in her thong)

Slam dunk a ho like my first name Stone (first name Stone)

Hit the ho once now I'm leavin' in qualms (leavin' in qualms)

Pop a Perc' with a addy, now I'm in my own zone (in my own zone)

Pull up at the halftime, got a nigga stoned (got a nigga stoned)

Bitches love a nigga like I'm who? Mike Jones (who? Mike Jones)

Don't get it mixed up, bitch, I'm Big Frozone (Big Frozone, let's go)

(Woah)

Plain jane, Cartiers for the bifocals (bifocals)

I can let it rain, make it flood up the score (make it flood up the score)

Hellcat fast, I done blew a bag or more (I done blew a bag or more)

You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it (I ain't even gotta show it)

Fuck the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga, that grow it (the nigga, that grow it)

Ballin' every quarter (woah), guaranteed I won't blow it (let's go)

Pink slip for the whip (woah), guaranteed they can't tow it

Nah, uh-uh (no)

Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour (on tour)

Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur (like Shakur)

Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' (we ain't goin')

Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' (I was already blowin')

Hit the BandPlay, chopper knockin' out ya eardrum (eardrums)

Young rich nigga from the south puttin' on (puttin' on)

Now I get paid just to get up on a song (get up on a song, let's go)

Keep it player with a bitch, now they say that I'm wrong (say that I'm wrong)

New opp pack, yeah, the odor real strong (yeah, the older hit strong)

Devil on my back, still rockin' VLONE (still rockin' VLONE)

Tell 'em when you talk to me, better watch your tone (nigga, better watch your tone)

Catch a nigga down bad, leave his face in his phone (leave his face in a phone)

Yeah, I hear him talkin', but I'm still on

Better get some money, get it broke that ain't what I'm on (no)

And I'm in the hood when I'm back home (woah)

Post on the block with a deuce and a Styrofoam (Styrofoam)

I don't like to talk 'cause my money long (woah)

Grippin' on the wood on the 'Cat like a microphone (like a microphone)

In the trap like my name Corleone (woah)

Hunnid bags in, we gon' get 'em in and get 'em gone (we gon' get 'em gone)

Hit the club turnt with my chains on (woah)

Standin' on the couch, throwin' money all night long (all night long)

You know what I'm on

(Woah)

Plain jane, Cartiers for the bifocals (bifocals)

I can let it rain, make it flood up the score (make it flood up the score)

Hellcat fast, I done blew a bag or more (I done blew a bag or more)

You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it (I ain't even gotta show it)

Fuck the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga, that grow it (the nigga, that grow it)

Ballin' every quarter (woah), guaranteed I won't blow it (let's go)

Pink slip for the whip (woah), guaranteed they can't tow it

Nah, uh-uh (no)

Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour (on tour)

Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur (like Shakur)

Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' (we ain't goin')

Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' (I was already blowin')

Hit the BandPlay, chopper knockin' out ya eardrum (eardrums)

Young rich nigga from the south puttin' on (puttin' on)

Now I get paid just to get up on a song (get up on a song)