Lyrics:
I was rollin' through the hood one day
Thought shit den calmed down,
"Gang-bangin'" den played out by the years since I den been around
Ain't talked
get it just like them niggaz who ain't from by here
Yeah, and I'm extra bout it
If I get in beef I do something about it before I get out
Yeah, Lil
Chevy in my yard
A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard
White plush inside southern robe is fresh
Triple gold double-A Dayton's is the best, ugh
I
and T-Love
Summon old tablets when I burst a verse
I don't know if it's a blessing
Or somewhat of a curse
Before I spit I get the money first
Rarely do I
the tracks, check my shoe size
Don't ever choose sides
Never need a truce to cruise by, but a drug is crucial for lewd dimes
Grew to recruit highs
En route
For tryin' to brace,
Cough drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's
Place the cover in a maced
ATF lookin for this arsonist, lettin off
the ones I love, I can't stop much from some trouble
But ima do my best to keep this shit a stack not a double
You gotta feel me
If not fear me when I spit
L&B, high asl
Hit by my own wave
Hit by my own hits
No Time for games these days
Back then had the chopper no Kobe,
On this young mans hip
Everyday
Chevy in my yard
A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard
White plush inside southern robe is fresh
Triple gold double-A Dayton's is the best, ugh
I
Some shit ain't worth speaking aye observe take note
No double R or st Patrick but I gotta get ghost
I ain't even got no choice
I gotta do it
She don't
Fuck clout or followers, I do not need neither
Tom Ford jacket, expensive leather
Detachable collar man who do it better
C by four storm, I keep that
Habibti dont try call me your darling
I dont do love im a full time mujuahid
Married to the gun and my sword im charging
Catch me a demon rise it
motherfuckers down
Then I'm sideways comin off the speed bump
I'm standin up in the drop with the ride pump
My name is Cowboy see-Bo fo' sho'
When niggas hear
She not talkin' pregnancy when she said she do baby bumps
Eighty different sticks up in my house, so that's like eighty drums
I been hangin' 'round
Lose you
Dont know what to do
Spirit I'm needing
You
Wanna
Believe
In you
Show me
I need you to
I just hope
They understand
Things that we do for
Bands
beats of Navy Blue
I saw God after the fog and he showed me, don't break, but bloom
Ever since, know what to do, everything I do's for you
All the money
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
fuckin pop and
Now I got the shit on lock the way they bump me on the block (Let's go)
There was a time when I would wish that I would die
When I was
shawty I'm tryna get it,
All I gotta do is get the digits,
Confidence on 10 like I studied her,
Put me in the friend zone if I buddy her,
I gotta come
lil baby I'm lying
Catch him out by his self then we blaming em
I'm with yo bitch shooting porn we some amateurs
Better pray when you run you don't run
with you all night till it's five a.m, just wanna be your friend
MC Dankien, that be what I do
Converse that's my shoes, CrypDID Nation that's my crew
was a climber the way I climb higher
Time goes by I design up some more fire
Who is you kiddin
I'm not a kid
Told smoke good riddance
But that you can
out D-O double G, we gon' send 'em to the dog pound
While I roll around
Speaker knockin', like it's throbbed out
Butterfly doors to the sky like it's
wreck like Godzilla
Chrous: Dres, Lawnge (repeat 2X)
Yo I can do it [can you do it can you turn the party out]
Ain't nuttin to it [can you make
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