Lyrics:
Back in 03 the world was blessed by my grace
Got me on a conquest and the world is mine to take
Nah this ain't a contest I already won the race
You
niggas just say
This goes out to Jake Rivera
Revolutionary destroyed by his own country
Just tryin to fight for whats real
This goes out to my
Nigga
(Obie Trice)
You don't see me in the hood, it's cause I'm doing this man
Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I'm
trips and get away from this shit
I can't take this shit no more
This shit right here be fuckin' niggas like me up, you know what I'm sayin'?
I been
Because this job pays
I sit here reminiscing bout them hard days
Homicide
187 n****s stepping in my section
That’s exactly how my people died
Don’t need
glamorizing the hustlin' hood
And a record like this can do no good
But I'm not here to tell ya right or wrong
I don't know which side of the law you belong
How you gonna take this? like a man or a bitch?
You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
Man, I
wasn't worked up seven figgas
They wouldn't fuck around with this nigga
They wouldn't be by my side
They wouldn't be screaming Trae
They wouldn't be in my
when I pose
Parking lot pimpin'
Getting chose by the hoes
Ugh, yeah, this shit go stupid
It's Big Spence, bitch
And I'm here going Cupid
Shooting up
exercise
I get extra from whipping up extra pies
I'm in a hood like the mayor 'round election time
Here's a suggestion don't park your car next to mine
time nigga
None of them will drop by Nigga
You better give or you'll die Nigga
You think I lied stay close by Nigga
Welcome to my city, let's take A ride
time nigga
None of them will drop by Nigga
You better give or you'll die Nigga
You think i lied, stay close by Nigga
Welcome to my city, let's take
from here
But I told this whole story just to make things clear
So it don't seem weird when I tell ya this here
[Chorus ? 2x]
Last night I almost got
I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggas won't trip
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggas gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'
"Back, front back,
because he was way to real
I don't know why but he's just so fly
But I gotta end this story by saying goodnight
of the blues, (So)
See my thoughts passing by
Don't try to waste my time
Life's changing and I try
And I'm still here
I don't know what is real here
Do I mind?
I
wood; my cuzzo do crowns
Not from the hood, but Gs all around
Tatted our faces/been tatted by gangsters
Not by a shop; they offa the shits and slangers
Why? Why does this happen to me?
Nobody likes me, yes, I know
But nobody will confess, I know
That. I am here to live my way
May whatever they
the hood yea I know that ima make it
Treating life like its a test yea you know that ima ace it
I got tunnel vision so you can never be a frustration
How we
Cool like no name
Chop empowerment
Do ya own thang
Go head
I pull up
I gaslight
Plus pure propane
Smoking pure gas
Sippin Ace champagne
They rather chill
Cool like no name
Chop empowerment
Do ya own thang
Go head
I pull up
I gaslight
Plus pure propane
Smoking pure gas
Sippin Ace champagne
They rather chill
Swords and gats down, yeah bro we all the know the procedure
Keep ya mask down, make sure that no one else can see you
Dark place out here, don't let
Ludinho always busy
That's how make my way
From the bottom to the top
Feelin moody
Music be the healing
Never alone
Dons, Ace Hood
Man i'm startin dreamin
keepin on like a pinche forest ranger
Finding myself within some darker places
Starin at them faces
De solo quieres aces
Pero aqui estoy
Waitin on you
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