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Serve

Symba

Hip-Hop/Rap

4,043 Shazams

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Symba
Symba
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Caston Grigsby
Caston Grigsby
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Uh My Uncle Ronnie was so mod that he be trappin' at night I told him I want in, he said, "No 'cause you might risk your life" He slayin' behind a 7/11, that's where them boys shoot days I hate their alley 'cause in 3rd grade them niggas stole my bike He said, "I'ma start you out with weed so stay away from the white And if your Momma find out I'ma whoop your young ass twice" He told me, "Watch for who you serve, wanna keep them boys out your business Because them same niggas you servin' with ends up as a witness" Okay now, that's what's up I get the rules, sign me up First I get the money, then I get the power Then I get the girls, now I'm muff If I go to jail, my girl post bail And I be right back in no time, just like that Catch a case, I'll have a lawyer fight that And I'll be all T tryna find a flow there I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? Yuh Sittin' on the hood of this new drop I just bought Got shit clickin' in my hood, product 'round the clock Now these niggas lookin' at me like they want my life These the same motherfuckers that stole my bike Now I'm up 100 grand and I feel like the man I'm like ten times richer than my first ten bands And my Momma wanna know where I'm gettin' this K I told her, "Momma don't worry 'cause your bills ain't late" Now I'm up, rich as fuck Pockets full, matress stuffed Benz Beamer and a Bentley truck Two phones, one just for the plug Two girls just to count it up Gotta stash house for the cash count Saw my whole block to a glow up I'm like go legal in this grasshouse I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? Drug sales, crack fumes Liquid heroine in bottles of perfume I should prolly go to church soon Or God gon' make me leave Earth soon I should be washed in water I served a lady with an infant daughter I don't know why I do what I do Yes I do, I do it for dollars Drug sales, crack fumes Liquid heroine in bottles of perfume I should prolly go to church soon Or God gon' make me leave Earth soon I should be washed in water I served a lady with an infant daughter I don't know why I do what I do Yes I do, I do it for dollars I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? I'm tryna serve Nigga what the word? Nigga what the word? Nigga what the word? Nigga what the word? Nigga what the word?
Writer(s): Curtis Washington, Demario Driver, Donald Meadows, Avery Earls, Caston Grisby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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