Lyrics:
Let's get 'em! Put that heat to they mouths like some wings
Straight out Decatur, gonna get some cheese and fuck the fame
Straight out Decatur, you got
grammies through the eighter
But I'm still rolling up
Niggas keep my name out the fuck shit
Cause yeah they know whats up
They cant touch me without a death
country is do or die
I came a long way from them thoughts of suicide
Feel like you won't love me ever again
But now I guess we ain't better as friends
I
imma a maniac
Decatur is my habitat
I’m different from these niggas
Don’t define me by my zodiac
Life too short let’s double back
I ball don’t hog no
got a Peach bottom, you'd think we was in Decatur
Doin 60 in a 30, that's cuz we in Milwaukee
I'm on the southside, so I got the bitch a bag of Takis
the game raw
I'm having baby's on theses beats
8 records 8 stories about niggas from the streets
In Decatur
First day out
Out the way new day
Late night
the bs and setbacks
A fly dark skin nigga
just call that shit jet black
Woke up this morning from streets
Where homies got wet at
Could of been me on a tee
need my barz from soul
Same time, pray loud, gotta be an eighter today, how do want me to become a hater (Too)
N*ggas becoming in danger because of crash
grind and watch me go stupid
From the harbor to Atlanta back to the harbor
I'm just getting bigger watch them hate me
But God got a nigga
When shit gets
Lumberjack
Cuz I wish a Chico wood, wait
Do it like I?
Hold up let me get it again
Out here in the Gables
Posted smoking eighters
Fly girl from Naples
Funny
Robert Horry Gettin' rings from different teams
just isn't for me I kept it real and put my dawgs even before me
God forgive me, learned this from the ones
You would swear I know voodoo
Got a missed call from LuLu (Brrt)
I'm a pit, you a poodle
Coupe seats look like doo doo (Vroom)
You ain't real, boy,
ain't playin' safe I need next
This eighter I just bought was seedless
2K Player
I'm just sayin' my team next
Big glacier
Too cold and ain't freeze yet
Sending hashtag whack-ass humans
Where I'm from
Hashtag Hell
We hashtag told you stop that posting
Hashtag nonsense you're disgusting
Ghost face Ghost face
kingston
You know man come from land of gaza strip
Yam head gyal wanna ask for chip
You can hold this draw if you drop man brizz
8 side gangster
But I've
of every teenage girl
But no one knew the story he was hiding from the world
Sometimes it can feel like you’re shaking up my beehive
But I would never wish
of every teenage girl
But no one knew the story he was hiding from the world
Sometimes it can feel like you're shaking up my beehive
But I would never wish
to the pussy, nigga
I don't date her you want some Black Dane
Two hundred for an eighter
I might go to Chase
But I'm not gon' chase her
My lil' bitch came from
Money ain't a thing 'cause I came from nada
Down to broke with you, that's a real partner
For better or worse, you got somebody, better hold on (hold
Bitch look good to a buzzard, hey
I could barely hear from the thunder, wait
I could feel for the money, wait
Baby we was like Decatur
We was like
Channel 5 News reporting live here in Decatur, Alabama
Excuse me sir
Could you tell me
Why are you here
Why am I here?
What you mean why am I here?
trapping out ...Decatur,
Man you niggas flexing
Yet you think you greater,
So get shook,
From the Holy Book,
Baptized in Fire,
For those who praise AHAYAH,
from Jamaica
But she hood'a than a bih
But I think she from Decatur
Ion care she from Decatur
All I know is ima take her to the spot
Drink some, smoke
pose like prop
Fake badman dem pose like prop
Ahhh seh she from Decatur (Decatur)
Where they do it greater (Greater)
Now she wanna cater (Cater)
To a man
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