Lyrics:
Yeah Zae you're spreading
The kingdom with this one
Saved off the block
Christ is the way of my walk
Stepping out in faith
Outta Cali born n raised
I bust a brick down like I'm Gucci
I'M a bad ass like boosie
Your bitch eating dick like its sushi
Keep going keep going
I bust a brick down like I'm
I bust a brick down like I'm Gucci
I'M a bad ass like boosie
Your eating like its sushi
Keep going keep going
I bust a brick down like I'm Gucci
I'M
gonna bring it
Like what goods a Lambo with turbo at speed limit
Bradford born and raised
Got a ring stays, on my left, wage
Was Bradford born and made
In
a part of the game
Niggas dying everyday like it ain’t shit
These guys called yo friend will check you off they hit list
Born with them real niggas raised
Wee never die
Lil' Weezy Wee...had ta steal, hustle, and jack
Weezy Wee roll with K's, glocks, and MAC's
Tha little G, he was raised keepin' it
the faggots try to lust yo' body
Surprise baby, it was only a bitch
And I was raised by my papi, tell 'em they'll never win
And they'll get caught up in
I take ya' bitch in a second
You really losin'
My money tall, it's tall like lil uzi
Talkin' that shit, but you rockin a boosie
Get to the money
I put
playing Whitney while I'm smoking Bobby Brown
No time to play around
Shut up lil nigga, it's time to calm down
Born in the Jungle
Born in the Jungle
Born
me up
gucci babnd feel good lil boosie fresh cut
cuz im killin em all when i step on the scene
im murderin em all in a first degree
go head and take
Yeah
You know who it is man
We was born from underneath The cracks in the concrete
It's axcell jevi wesnyle let's go
Born
Buh buh born
From
baby
Sippin' on the Goose, like Boosie, baby
Lil' bitch, I'm happy and I know it so I clap them fuckin' cheeks, yeah
I'm happy and I show it to your
it's a (green Light)
Better run through the red ones
fuck around and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, 'cause I don't like no one)
(Step behind
Born the middle son
Of a farmer
And a small town
Southern man
Like his daddy's
Daddy before him
Brought up
Workin' on the land
Fell in love
You wanna be like me lil homie get at me
Pain in the slums do you know
I doubt it
Kids in broken homes so who Providing
Each day the weathers strong
away
Always running from consequence
Tryna make change out of pounds and pence
Money in my wallet goes to a fix for my head
You could call it medication,
greens now I'm fried Popeyes
LosFromTheQ you know I do it all
Member when we used to mob in the mall
Stores by the school yeah I stole from them all
(MJ)
Born in the '90s, so we killin' (So we killin')
Mindset (yep)
Set up on a million (It's on a million)
Coming strong, so we know that y'all can
But I'm just born to be your baby
Just born to love you baby,
It's true . . .
Nobody else will do!
( Just born to be your baby . . .
Just born
Lil Marco, nigga. Gang
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Nigga
Getting to that paper, yeah that paper make a nigga work
Got my lil shorty in the back,
the class of the class of thirteen
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969
My name is no one,
the class of the class of thirteen
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969
My name is no one,
I’m upping my gun
I don’t cap in my raps I ain’t going for non
Ever since I was young I was playing with guns
I was born in Jamaica, I was raised in
If it was there, it ain't got sh.. to lose
Dem' older cats would chunk a nigga fronts
Would rock it up and smoke that ish in blunts
For tennis
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