PA Kid/Gang Street

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I'm living my life boy I'm fresh as f*ck
None of that extra shit, I need sex and drugs
Think you know me then you know that I'm empty bruh
I smoke the clip then I text the plug like
Aye I'm out I need to up my hand
Like Cruise with the upper hand
In Philly with a couple bands
Bunch of bitches tryna give me a dance
Imma PA kid born and raised
Ran around kids blowing brains
Shooting shots taking names
Motherfuckers getting thots in the GMC
Walking outside in the damn rain
No one giving us a ride to the damn stage
I'd rather die by God then take the damn hate
Nobody even knows who you are man
But Imma, but Imma, but Imma PA kid
Said it once I'm a PA kid
Doing shit that I want yeah you know I did
Running up with the beer with the fake ID
And pulling up bringing all of the bitches in
You know they love it and they do it how they want too
Giving them the hard D, call me rondo
Got a lost girl, no she aint mine though
Her boy better get her she fine bro
Doing shit like you know I want
VIP in a bunch of clubs
All these girls tryna show me love
But I'm loyal to only one
I'm the only guy doing it right on the spot
I be pulling up pulling them bitches all night
Got the guns popping out I be shooting on sight
I'm the only kid that aint hooked on them white lines
Imma PA kid
You know who it is I'm that motherfucker that be owning this shit
I run around with the clique pull up and you know we pulling the clips
Hitting the licks
Being a boss we be owning the biz
Run around doing shows being legit
Motherfuckers don't even think we know what we doing
Boy you foolish
Got your girl wearing merch, she drooling
People love to hate that's just fueling
My fans to keep on with the rooting
That's life though live it like a psycho
Why you think they keep calling me Michael
Pull up and I'm flexing that ice bro
I'm just a, I'm just a, I'm just a
Imma PA kid born and raised
Ran around kids blowing brains
Shooting shots taking names
Motherfuckers getting thots in the GMC
Walking outside in the damn rain
No one giving us a ride to the damn stage
I'd rather die by God then take the damn hate
Nobody even knows who you are man
But Imma, but Imma, but Imma PA kid
Yeah
These suckers take us for granted they want our money though
They tryna hit up the plan, bruh they stealing honeycombs
We got them going bananas cut off they monkey toes
Homies in the bandanas hiding like Hannah Montana
What did you think this life was about whenever you joined it
Smoking so much feeling like my body's just so disjointed
Put it in her stomach realign all of her fucking organs
Then she getting out of line I guess I gotta go abort it yeah
This that gang street trap rap
Like a kid in the streets with a snap back
Selling weed to the fiends with the loud pack
Motherfuckers pulling up and ask him where the bag at
Bag at, pulling out the Glock and then its bah bah
Boys think he aint mean but you know that he is bad bad
Mad dad when he gets home then there goes the back hand
Asking him where the f*ck you been cause you been so absent
Absent, leaves again because he tripping acid
Drops another one because he feels like he can have it
Down the road, motherfuckers pull up on him say hello
Then they get blasting then that's the end adios

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