You sound like my nigga Uh, tryna get the most (Tryna get the most, most) They ain't give us nothing, nigga, yeah Gave us the less, tryna get the most (Eastside) Stay on some Loc shit
They gave us the less, we tryna get the most (Most) I would wake up so broke on corners, be posted (Post up) Just stay on some Loc shit (Loc) I was so down and ain't nobody notice (Nobody) I was too young to be at them funerals Baggin' up, residue all in my cuticles Life was so ugly, but now it look beautiful (Oh) Watch when we movin' through (Movin' through, watch) Them niggas retarded, don't know what they'll do to you One think of stabbing you, one think of shooting you I keep my circle as close as a hula hoop My stomach in knots From eatin' Chinese every day, nigga that's what them noodles do Thought I'd be dead by the age of nineteen I been doing this shit, it might be brand new to you I needed food on my plate Young nigga drivin' a foreign don't know what to do in a Wraith (Skrrt) Keep two in the safe It look like I'm chokin' my Patek 'cause that bitch is blue in the face Ain't no viewin' the wake Niggas'll shoot at your face (Nah) then jump in the coupe and just race (Boom) I've been locked in in the booth for a day (All day) You ask to get out, niggas moving like Trey
We all in the field, niggas trained to go get it (Trained to go get it) They labeled me menace (Menace) They know I'm that nigga, my haters admit it (Admit it) Candy paint and it's tinted, we rollin' on niggas Throwin' that shit out the window (Boom) Louis on, I don't wear Kenzo (Uh-uh) They say I changed up on niggas (Oh) I got my change up on niggas (Right) We all in the field, niggas trained to go get it (Trained to go get it) They labeled me menace (Menace) They know I'm that nigga, my haters admit it (Admit it, nigga) Candy paint and it's tinted, we rollin' on niggas (Skrrt) Throwin' that shit out the window (Boom) Louis on, I don't wear Kenzo (No, no) They say I changed up on niggas (No) I got my change up on niggas (Yup)
Who can I trust? (Who?) I feel like Tony Montana, we hide our face in bandanas (Who can I trust?) Harlem get hot, we get low in Atlanta He let off a shot and ain't notice the camera Couldn't see my mama poor Fresh out the Gabbana store in Dolce pajamas (Dolce) Pull up in the spot, dolo, my hammer If it's 'bout the guap, hold you for ransom When Allen I was The Answer Niggas was shootin' survivin' bullets was like cancer (Cancer) Couple private dancers down in Tampa Ducking from the cameras, sippin' Fanta (Duckin' 'em) We could get it raw to Savannah (Raw) Pull up in the Porsche with Diana The cost I pay to be the boss, hand it Niggas think they Ross, lost scramblin' A couple pounds of kush goin' to Kansas Couple Lambo' trucks, bunch of cameras I don't give a fuck who your man is (Nuh-uh) Actin' like he tough, better not panic (Better not)
We all in the field, niggas trained to go get it (We trained to go get it) They labeled me menace (They labeled me menace) They know I'm that nigga, my haters admit it (My haters admit it) Candy paint and it's tinted, we rollin' on niggas (Skrrt) Throwin' that shit out the window (Boom, boom) Louis on, I don't wear Kenzo (Not at all) They say I changed up on niggas (Changed up) I got my change up on niggas We all in the field, niggas trained to go get it (Yup, yup) They labeled me menace (Menace) They know I'm that nigga, my haters admit it (They know) Candy paint and it's tinted, we rollin' on niggas (Skrrt) Throwin' that shit out the window (Boom) Louis on, I don't wear Kenzo (Louis on, no) They say I changed up on niggas (Uh) I got my change up on niggas (No, no)
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