Letras
Mmmh mmmhh yea yea yea
What do you do when ya back against the wall
(yea yea)
Had to get away and get my muscle up
Sippin on codeine in a double cup
Stakin up the green gotta double up
I'ma make sure dese n****s can never f*** wit us
Make sure when we stepping we sittin court side
Make sure the doors go up on the new ride
What do you do when ya back against the wall
Gotta n**** screaming f*** em all
Lately I can't trust nobody
See love don't love nobody
Same old problem just a new day
Ain't nobody ask me am I ok
This ain't the way that life suppose to be
Want let the anger take control of me
I'ma get me some money (yea)
I'ma go dummy for the hundreds (ummmh)
I done been through the rain
Now I gotta flood my neck with the water (mmmh)
Mr. Clark I keep the lean on me
Get the money married to it I put a ring on it (yea)
Reality no this is not a dream
Really get to actin on dese n****s no Charlie Sheen
Keep a heater cause I swear dese n****s be cold hearted
Where i'm from we don't take s*** from nobody
I'ma play the hand I was dealt
And I'll never let one of ya'll n****s play me
And if I gotta stand by myself
I'ma stand ten toes want let a n**** replace me
Cause n***** get to really actin funny
When they feel they obligated to another n**** money (yea yea)
See I be chillin in the cut
Bad lil b**** I'm tryna get up in them guts (yea yea)
N****s be thankin s*** sweet kool-aid
Them shooters get to sqeezin like the end of the toothpaste (yea)
N****s want beef put the cheese on his head turn the whole clique to rotel
When s*** get real in the field these so called gangsters be the first ones to tell (yea)
I gotta get back to it like a relapse
They real deal sleeping on a n**** talkin three naps (yea)
My word play sway a lyrical miracle at the end of the day
Wtf dese n****s talkin bout