Bobby Boucher

We gotta hit right here (Bobby Boucherrrrrr) This one a hit right here (Bobby Boucher yeahhh) We gotta hit right here (Bobby Boucherrrrrr) This one a hit right here (Bobby Boucher yeahhh) Look I am the tier At the top I am the creame of the crop I fear no man I fear God They can't put me in a box I got a 40" I'm jack in the box I got a story I been thru a lot I got a shorty She look like her pops Messin wit shorty Could get niggas popped I ain't got time Cause that talking be tickin me me off That's a real expensive clock It go tick tick toc It don't matter what it cost You can get it You a boss I had to start From the bottom of barrel They counted me out But I come back like melo They dig up my past I just hand em a shovel I feel like I'm last But I think that's the devil I go thru struggles But I never fold I got some stories That I never told If innie was Minnie Then miney is moe The prettiest penny Give my niggas hope We gotta hit right here (Bobby Boucherrrrrr) This one a hit right here (Bobby Boucher yeahhh) Mama still working I hate that news Devil still Tryin I hate that dude Imma keep shinin I paid my dues Gotta keep grinding I cannot lose When it's Gods TIMING Imma make my moves Crossin my haters Like A.I. moves Destined for greatness They prayin I lose Why they praying I lose? When I get going Man I swear there ain't no stopping me I like em Loyal If I screw up they still rock with me You want the trophy So you know to pass the rock to me I cook up Quick Like aye Just grab whatever pot you see (Hurry up) Grew up alone I ain't just start when they say quarantine (I been in the crib) We gotta hit right here (Bobby Boucherrrrrr) This one a hit right here (Bobby Boucher yeahhh) They had no clue they were birthing a legend I am way more then I know they imagine Chasing my dreams I'm gonna follow my passion Gucci belt This is designer fashion We was broke There's a time we ain't have this Soldado That mean soldier in Spanish On my on But I still love my family Sold out shows And I might win a Grammy I have no enemies May not be friends to me But I have bigger dreams Focused on bigger things I've been hoping To find my Queen Only scoping the finer things Horoscope been defining me From the heart so the blind can see People be thinking I got it Because of how easy I give it away Niggas been stealing And killin and robbin And praying they Make it away We all got prices to pay Live to fight another day From the concrete I grew to a flower Now I'm more like a bouquet I wrote these bars in the shower Issa hit Bobby Boucher Bobby Boucherrrrr Bobby Boucher yeah Bobby Boucherrrrr Bobby Boucher yeah