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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
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 (Ayy, yuh, yup)
2 fons sittin' up in my lap, can't even control the wheel
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 (Ayy, yuh, yup)
2 fons 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
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
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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