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(Ready?) We had to stay down, stay down, yeah, for the come up Your gang ain't on shit (What) Walkin' around, we gettin' lit (What) Homixide Yeah, what We had to stay down, stay down Yeah, for the come up (Stay down, stay down, stay down) Niggas ain't gave us shit (Nah) The Wraith presidential, we lit (Homixide, Homixide) Never tatted my face We lockin' these shows, better than the past Yeah, it's fuckin' lit (Fuckin' lit) We touchin' the paper, get rich And fuckin' these hoes, ain't a risk (Yeah, Homixide) Run it up, run around, yeah, get fast Double up, flip We tryna get the money, yeah, we tryna get the bag We rockin' all the big shows, uh And tell 'em lil' boys to step up their bag And no we don't tip-toe, uh We play with them choppa's, we play with the lead (What) I'll tell the lil' fuckboy, yeah, to chill Hundred-round drum, like, what's the deal? Fuck out the way when we tryna get mill's (Homixide, Homixide) I remember the noodles and flakes Now it's 5-star meals I remember we ain't had shit, now we got shit for real (Woo) Yeah, Homixide We came from nothin', yeah Homixide, huh Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide We had to stay down, stay down Yeah, for the come up (Stay down, stay down, stay down) Niggas ain't gave us shit (Nah) The Wraith presidential, we lit (Homixide, Homixide) Never tatted my face We lockin' these shows, better than the past (Woo) Yeah, it's fuckin' lit (Fuckin' lit) We touchin' the paper, get rich (Touchin' the motherfuckin' paper) And fuckin' these hoes ain't a risk (Yeah, Homixide) Run it up, run around, yeah, get fat Double up, flip We tryna get the money, yeah, we tryna get the bag We rockin' all the big shows, uh And tell 'em lil' boys to step up their bag (Shit) And no we don't tip-toe, uh (Shit) We play with them choppas, we play with the lead (What, huh) Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Run up on me, I keep one in the head It should be Glocks, run up on 'em in my hood I'm on the block with my niggas who ready I sip Codeine hit, diamonds froze out the freezer We don't care about the kitchen And we rockin' this shit like the beavers Deuce in the drugs, you know I be tweakin' Never stop, you cannot quit Yeah, real rockstar, hold up, lil' bitch Slidin' off in a cop car, slide with my team, ooh Bust a move on they block, shit get hit (Uh, shit, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) I drop a four in a G Homixide, uh Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide We had to stay down, stay down Yeah, for the come up (Stay down, stay down, stay down) Niggas ain't gave us shit (Nah) The Wraith presidential, we lit (Homixide, Homixide) Never tatted my face We lockin' these shows, better than the past (Woo) Yeah, it's fuckin' lit (Fuckin' lit) We touchin' the paper, get rich (Touchin' the motherfuckin' paper) And fuckin' these hoes ain't a risk (Yeah, Homixide) Run it up, run around, yeah, get fat Double up, flip We tryna get the money, yeah, we tryna get the bag We rockin' all the big shows, uh And tell 'em lil' boys to step up their bag (Shit) And no we don't tip-toe, uh (Shit) We play with them choppa's, we play with the lead (What, huh)