Lyrics:
Been down, JG writing metaphors like the good book
Do it my way got my own flow not like the others, a damn crook
And I've been here, waited patient
[Chorus:]
Comin' Up Comin' Down,
That G in H-Town,
South Bound as I clown,
Come around blaze a pound
[x4]
[First Verse:]
Well let me jump in this
Just trying to live
In that dirty state (State)
Where you got to be dirty (Dirty)
Was raised dirty (Dirty) ha
And we just trying to live and we just
it regardless huh
She like the way my chain sparkle , So I Got all these rap niggas bothered
He swear that he Og but I swear fuccin his daughter .
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
I don't want a life led by life lessons
Still waiting for kind presents
My first 5 albums out built on conscious, built on thoughts, now reinventing
let it go, let it go, let it go
Rollin' with my posse your way, hell no
Draped in Versace got me on lock
Did they rock the bells and play
Straight
Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's
bigger i ain't never ask niggas
I'm a big dope smoker
And we get it by the load
All this money that we got keep
These bitches incontrol
Ok i feel it now
of smoked if i would of had a Tek 9
But, here I stand as a man, and I'm free to say
I'm hell of glad that my momma didn't raise me that way
see me as no captain of the team in winning place
Cause I'm Guddah Raised,
Packing heat and selling rocks living by my Guddah ways
Bitches got these
of flesh, for eternal flames that boy robin y'all
From afar, man we born at stares
Like we raised by Joseph
Fire in my heart, ain't nothing gonna stop
Like
with the younger hoes by the bungaloes
Then switch to playin ding dong ditch, when that gets
Old and too cold to hack it, threw on a bomber jacket
You
as Fashion
By the way my name Attack, first name Black
And Problemz
Put it all together and y'all still couldn't solve 'em
M-I-double S-I-N Linx, missin'
Interrupting my thoughts can you get up out my face
This that celebrate
This that watch them hate
I Gotta raised my stakes
If I want a bigger safe
Wait what what
roll 'til we die
All ya niggas ain't nothin' but a bust
One by one this one with that motherfucker got choices
I just wanna get it, dope, no focus
What,
hops,
You try to flex, bang, another nigga drops.
You gotta deal with this cause there's no way out,
Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out.
I
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
way, have your way
Have your way, have your way (this is a move)
Have your way, have your way
Have your way (this is a move)
Oh, move by your spirit
a hike like hut two
I was raised by the Huxtables
I was raised in apartments
Right up under that yellow light
Right on top of that bando
Stand
in the place where I was raised
Let me tell you 'bout the early days
Back in the time before I changed my ways
Take me back to an older phase
Let me
a blade
That hit you off me, so
I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts'll never last long here
If you ain't man enough to make s*** clear
Doubled up on my conscious
I was raised by some monsters
Kingpins and some mobsters
Gettin' to it is the process
In the kitchen whippin' pasta
Yo
This shit is pyrotechnics the way that I'm coming through with heat
Used to be a child who was shy, I would refuse to speak
Till I found my
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