Lyrics:
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
on my coach
Big booty wife yea She'll throw ya back out
Tell yo momma and yo daddy that I'm never going broke again
Pull up in that Rover got it packed
the life that I'm livin I need it
Don't believe me ask my wife and my children
See I'm back on the street packin the heat
Royalty checks equal to crack in
shit homey, it's in the back of my head
And it's some shit homey, but I just rap it instead
See I got wolverine bones in me
But the whole world is
to brain
I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood
It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle
Roll so deep in they own cut,
would they love me now? (Now)
She ain't want me back then, she wanna fuck me now (now)
Hop out the Maybach, yeah, I'm in the Lamb' truck now (skrrt,
one of my boys, it's
Just another day in the hood
And I'm, with some wild brothers, up to no good
We saw the movies, like Tony Montana, and 'em
But
one of my boys, it's
Just another day in the hood
And I'm, with some wild brothers, up to no good
We saw the movies, like Tony Montana, and 'em
But
rich 15 years neva did any Robbin
Cookin up bricks in da back with my partner
Hundreds and 50s when I link with choppa
Im a real steppa yo bro just
you round like a pawn
You know what
Get what you need and don't come back
Fake as a doll so you might as well just stay in the pack
I don't care bout yo
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
call sayin' he don't
Get you pistol whipped for some petty shit, your head be swole
Yeah, I hit yo' mans up
Six hunnid in hunnids, this shit there
Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face
You ain't gonna have no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake
It may
Helluva made this beat, baby
They scammin' in my city, it's a jugg, fucks
We don't bang gangs, we rep hoods, yes
I'm from Joy Road, Lee from Six
bitch
Not in the way, just living average
But im up next to living lavish
Passions making magic
I'm blessed, i gotta have it
It's yo way when you
with chrome
And bitches be all grimey
They fuck til' yo money gone
I keeps it grimey
You find me off in the hood
Gettin' dis-combobulated
With' little
the way the way I flex
Cause yo nigga in my DM tryna pay me for my sex
He bought me gucci, Louie, Prada
We fucked it up at saks
He don't fuck you like he
Crimes
Yeah I've been on the grind
Tryna find some rhymes
My life is so fly just like an airline
And my kids in the hood cause I'm not circumcised
Seven
Fargo put the money in the duffle and
Sit yo bitch ass down, how bout that?
Aye that’s yo boo, boy I know you love er
I can’t say but don’t do Danny
the last verse is just as bad as the first
Compared to the second, yo, it's definitely worse
'Coz this is about a guy getting chauffeured in a hurst
Let me
Yeah, see I remember, how it all began
I used to slang dirty raps to my P.A. fans
And back then, I knew you couldn't stop this flow
No other MC
OnlyFans
Bitch, I'm tryna get in that kitty, I don't want a friend
Better show me what you got, 'cause this yo' only chance
I'm puttin' racks up, if she
Eight
'Bout the wait
Bein' in the hood with no escape
Learned from my mistakes
Sentence on cases
Back when I was five years old, I knew that I
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