Lyrics:
by my old head
Young boys
With old bread
Gotta tell me
You remember that
My brother not even talking back
By the grave with my head bowed
We gone catch
Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
Dog tags hanging from
drive by in my Ford truck
Folk who is messed up
Always stay fragrant
Always stay fragrant
In Weston-super-Mare, when I was a child
I met a fragrant man
Never fall out by no bitch dirty money made legit
Drivin' in exotic whips just a nigga tryin' to get it
Doggy in them trenches got some opps you know he
have
Grew up in a war and lost some bruddas in the past
Got you in my heart I fell in love with your stupid ass hoe
Your old man he a no show leaving you
goodbye to my old bench seat
Switched gears for a man
With a four-door sedan
A five-year plan
And a push to start key
This old boy used to be what she
Well the purse snatch went according to plan
The victim himself was a masked man
And everybody laughs who was not them Oh and every laugh's now is now
tryna save face
Bottles by the crate
While we chillin by the lake
All she wanna hear is Drake
All yo old problems
Who you tryna replace?
Keep a low
Gathering courage for that 20 foot leap
He stood there as a young man, dove into it then
And when he is old, by God he'll do it again
Retired now, he still
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks
(R14)
Who done it worse than us? Can't go back to servin' up
Old friends got nothin' to say in person, but, on the 'net they be talkin' up
Had
loose/ too late/ turn the page/
Coz I'm new new
Tryna make me old news and old views
cause I ain’t fit enough to run by your rules
This is just
"Welcome to Starblocks"
"It's Young Dirty"
"Who's is you?"
"It's Young Dirty"
"Oh, okay, what you need?"
"Let me get them new Ones, man"
"How
"Welcome to Starblocks"
"It's Young Dirty"
"Who's is you?"
"It's Young Dirty"
"Oh, okay, what you need?"
"Let me get them new Ones, man"
"How
my life could be more situated (I confess)
Old man religion he so outdated (outdated)
This modernize religion (yeah) it's too innovated (whew)
Are we
he been a killer since
He was 12 years old
The price of being guilty by association got
Me places I ain't ever been
Like in back of the swap meet
come jiggy
I rock kix and swishees
Coppin' moet wit' two counterfeit fifties
What?
Dirty girl rhyme spit mucous
Speech uncoothe
And raise the roof
What ?!
I’m buying the by the brick (2 Paints)
In the trap where I’m doing my shift (All Day)
Pull up get a bag and dip (Dip Dip)
If I make em mad
to hit the organs every time at 40 paces, it's important
I can't explain why now, by the way
Legs in a crate delivery by today
If a uniformed man knock
frame silhouetted by the sun
Was an air mail stamp on a still warm tongue
I was 26 years old the first time I lived in a house
With a washer
to be dry
'cause after the stronger man supply
But in the drought season it`s too hard to get by
Niggaz be runnin` off with D gafflin muthafuckas,
Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down
Yes oh yes my name is Willy Lee
If you've got the warrant just read it to me
Shot her
had them Bitches on my dick
Lil' hood nigga with class, yeah, I was It
Back and forth to the trenches, same Old shit
Niggas can't get right, same dirty
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