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Like living in this environment, we had- we were forced to go out and go get it Yeah, we was- I was just a badass little kid, I was mischievous and running around Between me getting kicked out and running away, just because I wanted to be apart of The streets and it's- (I ain't finna tell y'all how Ry got away with this shit) That's when I really started getting into trouble, fucking up shit, mm Jumping into houses, um, stealing cars, including my momma car when I got the Chance The last thing you doing is worrying about the police I rather do a few years in the penitentiary than life in the cemetery Hollow tips no politics, DBD shit what are you saying? Ain't blow no Newport's but my niggas toting cancer sticks (You dig) Them boys on fire get you lit just like a candle wick Deep in that water they can't sink me like a battle ship I'm out too late my momma hope I ain't on channel six Bro putting niggas onto shirts ain't talking fashion tips I kill that pussy, OJ Simpson, I'm so scandalous We putting stars right in the ground like it's Los Angeles It ain't my fault that boy got rolled up like some cannabis I greenlight the blockas you ain't gotta hear a word from me I ain't with the sweet shit even if all the dessert was free I got used to taking what I want but now I earn my keep We ain't shoot no horror films but bro direct a murder scene Dough on his head his family dealing with the ransom payment No chemo my niggas gone ball just like a cancer patient Them boys gone try me, see the future like it's That's So Raven Shoota too sick like he Tony like I'm contaminated Ain't no politicking but the Presi plain nigga Outlaws all around me feel like Jesse James nigga I tell 'em keep their head on a swivel, you busy playing both sides might get left in the Middle Fuck it I'll send 'em the signal, don't need no help bitch I'm a Lone Ranger Youngan got hits like I'm Joe Frazier Fast life, bitch we was baptized in the holy water Now we holding choppers with a kick like it was coaching soccer I told 'em play their cards right, they playing solitaire Can't trust them boys I heard they softer than koala bears Air out his BNB and spun around like barber chairs His momma traumatized her son sitting in trauma care Fuck them boys who dissed the gang but they went federal, ok Only attention that nigga get is medical, ok I'm with the family we be masked up no Incredibles, ok We suited up like military free the general, ok They want me gone their fingers crossed like they was holding hands And we ain't fucking with no pigs but we be going ham Them shells gone make an atheist into a holy man Said he ain't play my tape, he bought that treesha's OnlyFans We doing cycles on his block like it's the Tour de France We put him on a shirt, man I might start a clothing brand Can't work the block I swear this rapping shit my only chance R1 blow opps, bro popping tops just like a soda can Know niggas saying they gone slide but they all liars And all eyes on me so Spliffy, he finna chalk line 'em I spit my heart into these tracks ain't just no songwriter I did some wrong the feds be asking I got Alzheimer's Niggas looking where I roam better check the colosseum Know these niggas don't want beef just like a restaurant for vegans Niggas junkies ain't no cap for the fentanyl they fiending Call Ghostbusters if you want but you can't never stop the demons, bitch Bang! Hollow tips no politics, nigga Aye, look Ain't no politicking but the Presi plain, nigga Look Outlaws all around me, feel like Jesse James, nigga Aye, let's go!
Writer(s): Jeffrey Cote Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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