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I'm just that young nigga out the fuckin' south These pussy niggas they don't even know what its bout
I gotta ride around with my fuckin' rod
Cause I ain't hangin' with no niggas, that be turnin' envy
Niggas out here plottin on my pockets, they just want my position
But if I let a nigga get it, then you know what come with it
Me and my niggas chasing paper, we ain't tryna see them broke days
Remember standing by the store, asking for a dollar
But we ain't never had it, granny told me hit my knees and pray
Everything gon' get better, but daddy left us to the struggle
Mama tried her best, I promise my lil' brothers they gon' be straight
My mama had more heart than my daddy, bitch ass
I knew I got my hustlin ways from my mama
Niggas come around, they tryna play that role like you my partner
Had to cut the grass to see your true colors, boy I knew you was a snake
put it in your face
fuck that
Yeah, fuck that, nigga better bust that
Talkin' like you gangsta come on, man, you better up that
It get dangerous round this way, hit him with that ( Shhhhh) he gone hush that
Jay tryna catch a play, so I'ma send him where the plug at
I'm tryna get that bag, give a fuck about what I love at
Bitch, I'm on your ass, soon as I see you, I'm gon' up that
200 on the dash, actin' bad like a rugrat
Pussy this that shit, now you dead, dumbass
Bullets flip you like a stuntman, okay, now run it back
Speed it up this time, soon as I pop ya, ain't no comin' back
My bitch say that she love me, but whole time, I ain't trustin' that
BC4L, P-B-K, you ain't gon' fuck with that
Can't forget bout 3wayy send them bullets, right where he stay
Chase that money like a relay, go to war, bitch, D-Day
Flip the car like (Bow Bow) flip the car like (aww shit)
Okay, 5.56s through the bricks, no, I ain't miss
No, I ain't miss tell him pick his potna up
We control them licks, got them bricks, we wrap them up
We be flippin' shit, get him goin' like Magic
You niggas be tendin' dick, I aint finne the beef bout no bitch
My brother send the lo, so I beat the road
He tryna feel some up with holes, so I grab that pole
He tryna leave with a soul, so if you with him, fold
Make his body lock and put a tag upon his toe