Lyrics:
Since fourteen been trying to ball like Calvin Cambridge
Exotic smoke in my lungs, this shit cost so I'ma face it
My main mans turnt snake, that shit
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
they ain't fit
Look how I disrespect their team, cause they ain't shit
They got good talk, but that's about as far as it go
When it's time for that
to Lenox
See you talk a lot of money, but it's time to see the deal is
You say you a hit man but you ain't hit shit
You say you a lick man but you ain't
Get right
Anesthesia, this that ether shit, yeah, yeah
(Dubba-AA flexin’) yeah
(Louie Bandz made anotha’ one)
In this bitch, yeah (This is the sound)
brews
I'm thankful for the memories
I start to shed some tears
I know that twenty-twenty has been one hell of a year
Sometimes I wanna dip
Yeah I just
Leave 'em behind if they too fake
Too late, too late, too late
Talking that shit I'm like who they
Y'all better tune in before it's too late
Stop with
cash grab
I grabbed a couple Bags
And I Ran Up that that Cash
18 I was Booling with my Bitch
Some Bad
19
Shit took a Left turn and went Bad
20 I was
I know this nigga run this game of life
So motherfuckin sheist that at night he got to sleep with lights
Cause he done come across with shit so shade
crew with me
Don't leave nobody hanging out the side we up in this b
I'm tryin not to spend on shit that ain't nobody using
Got 20 rollies look the same
no help
No I dont need no help
I do this shit by myself
I do this shit by myself
Y'all laughing right now but twenty years I finna be big
I just want
you been dog can you spare some change you know my dick in the dirt
It's like whoa
You the same nigga use to talk shit now you screaming you hurt
That's
I be sliding in my black tee
I be sliding SIKE
Came out the mud, not a smudge on my white tee
On my ninja M.O., switched to a black tee
20 bands in
that's a nerd, likely fast forward
But, shit, they asked for it
It's hard to throw up the deuces
'Cause when you know it's juicy
You start to sound
a strip club
I ain't throwing bills
I just want the head you know the deal
I'm just 20 nigga fucc a deal
Independent nigga by myself
Went through that
to make my move
Twenty Two i den cash out
Spent that shit on some shoes
Since i was thirteen i knew that i was The one with Tools
Now my gang got tools
they don’t won’t no smoke
Put a @ at the end of that quote you pussyhoe
Sign language get you popped boy I ain’t even gotta talk
Shit I’m running up
a different hood
But we the same nigga's
(That's just the way it is)
Don't be thinkin' shit all good
It be them same nigga's
Same nigga's
it’s bout the lil things
I can’t even trust Niggas Nigga Fuck a team
I’m scamming this shit free Hoe that’s what it mean
You ain’t a shooter you can’t
Shit it seems like yesterday we was just kids and shit
When I was 9, I looked up to all them niggas in the gangs
Twenty-Five, niggas wit me and we
or die pudding for that ride or die shit!
I say,
They wanna talk to ya, so shut up and listen!
So if you cant take the heat, then get the fuck out
spillin'
You known for squealin' an all you needed was a pillow
I shoulda did the dirt, all by my lonely
Like Trech say
But the company that you keep end
ass lil' boy can't steal the style, we who started this shit
Shackles made out of metal behind a pressure plate of glass
Put that metal on he who
Reporting live from Getty square where we all talk that shit
Zombies paralyzed
Everybody scared inside
Everybody scared to die
But terrified
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