Lyrics:
Life is shorter everyday my nigga make the right moves
Choose your hustle spots wisely police give you the blues
Lock you up put a strike by your
put that blick on somethin' (Baow)
Youngin steady tryna hit at somethin' (Boom, baow)
I been tryna tell him not to do it, youngin
These pussy niggas
enemies (nah)
Watch niggas even if you play on the same team
You see how Jordan Poole got knocked out by Draymond Green
Ain't no bein' cool after that
to look
And if the boys pass by
We ain't scared shoot
Put anybody on check
Nigga that is true
And if you wanna act up
Then we murder you
You already know
knee on his throat my nigga, if I was there to see would of smoked that pigga
Had us on the trees by a rope my nigga, Martin had a dream but I'm woke my
(dog in the hood)
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his fuckin' self and be good (good)
Yeah, nigga, ask niggas on my
service
Can't just a book by what's on it's surface
I'm so quiet I should make you nervous
Send out a PSA nigga this here's urgent
Uh
Can you hear me now
Uh
place
That I got it from, fool
‘cause I know that I’m bored
By you hoe ass niggas, pull your triggers
I’m too hard to swallow
Watch your back, nigga
hammer cant touch it
Playing both sides cant trust it nigga fuck ya
I got paid off rhymes like busta
If you riding better make that stick sing like usher
And slip my dickhead in
Yeah
Bumping Dipset and Jeezy that straight drop
Used to shop at Ross by selling Blockbusters at GameStop
Avoiding bill collectors
the story of a young rich nigga
They shot up my momma house
I know they had angels with em' (Not my momma)
I swear to God this the story of a young rich
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
round magazine and a dot
FMJ's by the box, nigga
Got the same setup as the SWATs, nigga
Shouldn't find that surprising
Cause I bought the muthafucka from
Whenever I see you
That's ICU
Critical the illest individual
Came up on 50 Cent DMX and Mystikal
Everybody got straps and gats and guns and funds
But
And have you runnin' from barrels smilin' sayin' "Cheese!" ("You out there?")
So nigga get smart and rebel back
I'm not with that black shit so I'm not gonna
Before I snitch on my clique, I'll fry
Or watch time go by
Niggas want to steal slabs, and dib or dab
In the posse, who steals from the hands that feed
to the money)
Brokanese niggas still wearin' Prada
You know you broke, you don't think that's a problem
Askin' for money, that's not an option
Fuckin' your
the baddest that you've ever seen
Balmain fucking jeans
Pullin' up on any scene with that
Chopper and that fucking Beam
Hold up niggas do not talk to me
I'm
frigid
I'm rich, but I did not let it change me
Statistics say that you niggas ain't gangster
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
No
one shot from one gun by one dude
A reason to get it, what's up? Fuck you
You know how a nigga move, that's how a nigga move
Fuckin' snake, you
foreign bitches out the ride I tell them its national pride
Bahama mama by my side and you know that she gon slide
All of my niggas who Ride
All of my
not fuck with me, I'm so original
Teaching life lessons I ain't never been the typical
Handout ass niggas, yeah you probably think a tip is cool
Don't
don't play
No ice I like my drink straight, not gay
And bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp
Machette
from ear to ear homes, it's clear, you'll be bleedin'
Not me motherfucker lifestyles I've been devin'
It's either them or us, niggas that bust
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