Lyrics:
a Tesla shooting yellin nigga drive...
But I'm ...
Tryna be a nigga with a drive ..
But I'm ...
Not even a nigga who can drive...
Bow your heads...
Like
will get touched
You done crossed the line now you gon' get fucked
I already told you before but you ain't barring that
So this time I'm handlin' mine
young g, been on the ends
True he's making them eat they stay loyal to him
He's ain't as rich as he wants but he's getting it in
One day when they was
got we got Molly's and best shrooms
YOLO man we prolly gone be dead soon
I ain't never been a hater
Lift my weight I get my weight up
Hella weight boy
[hook] there’s no place like home.
Not where i be living.
Soon as it get hot, we out the kitchen.
But there’s a war going on outside. we ain’t safe.
aint chasing it anymore
Throwing buckets of the hundreds like its nothing brother take my soul
Such a beautiful bruh how'd u do this to her, coulda been
you thought I was, I just ain't there
Get it why you say I ain't shit, big will keep rollin' though
Holdin' up the block, doin' such and such with so
a full cause of torment
For it's pleasures and pain
It will take all of your money and poison your brain
Lord, I started singing, I said mmmm
The place
[PC Speaker]
Fuck the M-P-double-A comin' straight out the underground
A young pirate got it bad cause I'm down,
Loadin' DVDs like a motherfuckin'
y'all ain't gettin' this on my mama (Forreal)
And I'm with a white girl like Madonna (She bad)
And she callin' my daddy like papa (Me dad)
Call her baby
the streets ain't the place to be
I'm telling you cuz it's to late fo me
Ay be betta than me
Crack a slug nuttin betta to see then young niggaz wit a felony
there and try to make this bitch happy
Uh uh fuck that
It's a bad batch bad batch send them back (Make all the bad bitches want to place nice)
It's a bad
as such
She was bad and she ain't even know mmm
That's Y's on threes
You got a problem
Please tell me
I got dotz and machines
You don't want smoke
Gasoline
place could be
Much brighter than tomorrow
And if you really try
You'll find there's no need to cry
In this place
You will feel there's no hurt or sorrow
To stop
Too black to be with the whites but Too white to be with the blacks
Ended in a cop car my homie ain’t Call Me back
Almost went to jail but my dad he
will not be used as a muse
I will not conform to these rules
Difference is between me and you
I'll be stressed sitting by the pool
Back stroke I own this
good, uhh
I never had much, ran with a bad bunch
Little skinny kid sneakin' weed
In my bag lunch and all through Junior High
We was just gettin' by
choosing check yo hoe
If u speaking u to my people
Better hear respect in yo tone
Most these niggas with opinions ain't on shit will never be known
Riding
place
Still I be ready to die, till I see my mother's face
Got to unlace the rage that I feel
Constant struggle and madness, ain't got to claim to keep it
these niggas ain't got no cars today, man
My car was so pretty, I ride by, niggas' dicks get hard
You dig what I'm sayin?
[Young hustler:]
Ha-ha, man,
spent too much time in that place couldn’t wait to get out straight counting them days
I was down bad watching life pass by now I’m making these plays so
watching for the ghetto bird
Ain't got no money for college
So all I know is how to sack and how to serve
I be damned if I miss another lick for the chips
young
I'm doing my thing a young nigga
Tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you
Niggas out here
Them boys talkin' down, yeah, we call them haters
I'm ballin' right now, so we'll get back to that later
I'll be the first to admit, I'm such
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