Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab oneOf all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit thatGod gone have to call and tell me to give yo shit backI was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a shit bagLil' Juan got killed, it hit me been my niggasince elementaryJustin tried to make me go halfon buddy lawyer, I wasn't wit itAll these niggas do is brag but go out badI just don't get itThey be poppin' on the grambut they can't pop out in my cityEvery charged I had dismissedswallow my kids, you don't get no kissIon play games but a nigga send blitzEverything change when a nigga get richGlock with a switch, how a nigga gone missMade you that, now a nigga tryna dissSome of this shit, I'm just never gone getIon fuck around, I can still get bricksFoes to the grave, I ain't never gone switchWhere the fuck I'm gon' go?She got everything Young CocoI just gave my hood some more hopeWe just sold another truckloadBought her everythin' in SohoShe can't keep me on the low lowYou know I'm a big billYou know I got big drill (Ayy, yuh, yup)Two F&N's sittin' up in my lap, can't even control the wheelI gotta stary actin' more like a rapper and stop tryna killSome niggas wit me caught a body, keep it solid wit me stillPlay wit us, I bet you call it offThey know big shiest take beef for realThen the more I get to flashin'get to crashin', I ain't tryna chillYo, bitch gon' drop her pantiesDiamonds dancin', I'm just standin' stillI used to go zip shit up for a tenNow, it's gone cost a milNiggas don't never wanna put in workPick up my chop, know how I doIf you spot shiesty with babyWe slidin' round wit four carbons fullBut them niggas just tired of gettin' bulliedwe is not into itWhen I see all them views watchin'Wait 'til I put you up in a wood9 11, we got eyes on 'em, bitches overstoodI pull up shootin' up in yo projectssay I can't go to my hoodBrrBrr, brrAyy, yuhUsed to dream of driving foreigns had to grab oneOf all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit thatGod gone have to call and tell me to give yo shit backI was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a shit bag
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Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one
Of all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit that
God gone have to call and tell me to give yo shit back
I was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a shit bag
Lil' Juan got killed, it hit me been my nigga
since elementary
Justin tried to make me go half
on buddy lawyer, I wasn't wit it
All these niggas do is brag but go out bad
I just don't get it
They be poppin' on the gram
but they can't pop out in my city
Every charged I had dismissed
swallow my kids, you don't get no kiss
Ion play games but a nigga send blitz
Everything change when a nigga get rich
Glock with a switch, how a nigga gone miss
Made you that, now a nigga tryna diss
Some of this shit, I'm just never gone get
Ion fuck around, I can still get bricks
Foes to the grave, I ain't never gone switch
Where the fuck I'm gon' go?
She got everything Young Coco
I just gave my hood some more hope
We just sold another truckload
Bought her everythin' in Soho
She can't keep me on the low low
You know I'm a big bill
You know I got big drill (Ayy, yuh, yup)
Two F&N's sittin' up in my lap, can't even control the wheel
I gotta stary actin' more like a rapper and stop tryna kill
Some niggas wit me caught a body, keep it solid wit me still
Play wit us, I bet you call it off
They know big shiest take beef for real
Then the more I get to flashin'
get to crashin', I ain't tryna chill
Yo, bitch gon' drop her panties
Diamonds dancin', I'm just standin' still
I used to go zip shit up for a ten
Now, it's gone cost a mil
Niggas don't never wanna put in work
Pick up my chop, know how I do
If you spot shiesty with baby
We slidin' round wit four carbons full
But them niggas just tired of gettin' bullied
we is not into it
When I see all them views watchin'
Wait 'til I put you up in a wood
9 11, we got eyes on 'em, bitches overstood
I pull up shootin' up in yo projects
say I can't go to my hood
Brr
Brr, brr
Ayy, yuh
Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one
Of all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit that
God gone have to call and tell me to give yo shit back
I was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a shit bag
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