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Pipe that shit up, TNT Ohh Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (Tuned up) Soon as you hot and you lit, everybody gon' hop on your dick People switch up for no discussion Man, I got me a heat and held my shit down On the clique but they say that my soul corrupted I was out of the mix, now a nigga the top of the pic I can't trip, never sober fucking When the smoke erupt, it brought some more percussion I won't go for nothing I'll never really know what that shit like Uh, let's go get right Let's just live life Uh, you probably would have fold Beat them streetlights We don't eat right Uh, clips like knee height Uh, always open up the door for bro I'm dogging all to get the show on the road I'm getting dough and now they needin' me I'm 20 but I'm feeling older, though My shawty said that she believe in me I'm sorry, baby, man, I'm straight out the street These niggas wanna see some hate out of me Hop out tonight and get the great out of me One problem and I'm 'bout to call on the gang I did a feature, spend a ball on a chain Corona outtie, I think I'll do a show I swear it's crazy how they all know my name I left the K, I had to hop on a hound I hit the A and then I found me a sound A nigga never really been off the ground I'm in L.A. and now I'm talk of the town I'll never really know what that shit like (yeah, yeah) Uh, let's go get right (yeah) Let's just live life Uh, you probably would've fold Beat them streetlights (yeah, yeah) We don't eat right (yeah) Uh, clips like knee height Yeah, feeling like I'm finna overload A nigga feinding, 'bout to overdose Got out the hood but I still feed the streets Do as you please, whatever row your boat Lil' shawty begging me to leave the streets I'm sorry, baby, all I know is the mud A nigga thugging, no, I don't want a hug Nobody never really showed me some love Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah What it be like, what it be like Yeah, yeah, yeah Mmm, oh, oh-oh-oh I'm in too deep, they want me stop, but I can't stop now Hop on a beat, I'm making profit off the block now Ain't been to sleep, these niggas wanna see me slipping Phone be on DND, don't want nobody in my business Heard you speaking on me, I'm like, "My nigga what you want?" Keep it a G, now tell me where did I go wrong Heart on my sleeve, I hope you listen to this song Yeah, they said forever, I'm alone We'll never know, I got to send the package home I'm on the road, zip it up because it's strong Pound of the smoke, I'm doing, 'bout to get it gone I'm on, too gone Two phones, too long You don't, you won't New stones, two tone They say this lil' nigga in his zone, yeah I got a lot of dawgs, I give it my all, I wanna see everybody eat I broke a lot of laws, I made a few calls I left all that shit in the street Man, they wasn't fucking with me Ain't nobody help when a nigga was up on the lease Now they always bucking to me Yeah, yeah I'll never really know what that shit like (yeah, yeah) Uh, let's go get right (yeah) Let's just live life Uh, you probably would have fold Beat them streetlights (yeah, yeah) We don't eat right (yeah) Uh, clips like knee height I'll never really know what that shit like (yeah, yeah) Uh, let's go get right (yeah) Let's just live life Uh, you probably would've fold Beat them streetlights (yeah, yeah) We don't eat right (yeah) Uh, clips like knee height (always open up the door for bro)
Writer(s): Thomas Horton, Einer Bankz, Christian M Todd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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