Lyrics:
wasn't a vision, from private school to judicial
And by the time we left the hood I swear the truth is
Big Pooh was already riding in something roofless
a millionaire
Battling me isn't fair, please take care and repair
Call of duty, no one's playing fair, this is modern warfare
Aren't we all Care Bears we do more
money
Niggas pillow talk, they bro and laugh, boy that shit ain't funny
He did that shit and we got his lo, lil' bruh is a dummy
What you know about
you by yourself?
Yeah, I'm by myself okay, you at the hotel?
Yeah okay, I'ma pull up, it's gonna
Be like forty minutes, is that okay?
Yeah, that's fine
the kitchen, every time he cook it, he make it stretch
Every time I pop out in somethin' by the city, who is that?
Break that pack out that fanny pack, they
the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by, go 'head and rev it up
Put that boy we smoked on it, I might just snatch your necklace up
They keep hangin'
with Meek Milli O
Crow rock shells
I bleach em and watch em fade away
And leave a nigga block wetter
Than a rainy day
What's beef? Beef is when you
feet
Could have thrown the towel in and then admitted defeat
But it's always something new and by the skin of my teeth
The good lord looking down with
or a flat
I was on the block bustin' my ass
Twelve years old looking for some cash
Thirteen playin' with the scrap
Lying lil' nigga, you not sipping on Act'
take a L, all I do is win
This ho she just fronted on me now I'm mad
I'm bouta go try up on her best friend
These bitches be actin' hot, but they
nigga I'm by the buck
Don't look at the Ferrari you can't even buy the truck
Ya boy fresh out the hood and he hot as fuck
On a hunt for the cheese, keep
Hey baby, my name is Foxxx
Yeah, I see you standin' over there
In the corner lookin' all smooth
Short lil' cutie, hey, check this out
How 'bout we
out all alone
Saw the police lights and ran back home
Momma always told me that them boys is always
Out to get me yeah... Yeah Yeah!
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overslept
I'ma get the cream by any means
I put that on the set
Niggas seeing where I'm at and
They want my position
This is why you never catch
Me lacking
(yeah) a lot of opps DM'ing tryna vibe
I'ma tell 'em like my mom
Lil boy we is not homies
Don't get it twisted, this is what I witness
Ho, ho, ho
And I
album finna drop
Know these hoes shit flop
Diddy bop on a weak hoe
And I get it by the week hoe
Catch me in the streets hoe
Slide down yo block, best
when we don't got moves
Shootin' dice over the scenery, the back yard is how we spot dudes
They usually there for us if the whole block is filled with
olders, money, guns, range rovers
By then when your game is over mommy crying on the sofa
And that's the way it is, I'm not saying that it's right
But these
Them lies as the days go by
Me, Choo-Choo & Clyde smokin' dank 'til the sun rise
Walk into the school house
Franklin Junior
Back when it was cool
Gotti!'
Later man! (Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Yeah I hear the West Coast (Summertime) yeah put it down
They call me Roscoe by the way just so you know (Dogg
doja, cause if I do is where I lay
STH. MEM. Bitch it ain't no testing these
Dollar bills we folding, still control what ever fucks with me
Dirtys in my
these other rappers lame
Only thing they rapping about is they watches and they chain
I'm a beast with it, that's why I'm finna run da south
I been
to slug ya
Catch a nigga doing all kinds of nasty things
ohh what I feel is mayhem brings
You see us on the block we doing are thuggin, the gottie
Got
spots, shit was hot so he fled out of state
Cause he's out on parole and his p.o's dying to violate
His world is narrow he's paro cause he's on the run
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