Lyrics

DeCicco Take off whoadie Talkin' to myself 'cause that's the realest nigga here Had to see my people down and that's the only thing I fear I been lookin' for the truth, should've been lookin' in the mirror Tell my white girl I'm cut and she think that I'm just weird I ain't never get no love so I find that shit weird And I gotta taste of love, and it always taste like beer Always put me on my rear, boy I think the devil here And he standing on my shoulders tryna whisper in my ear Tryna influence my peers, tryna make me convert Tryna put me in the hearse, put my whoadie on a shirt Now I put my niggas first, 'cause all we did was hurt, yeah All we do is serve baby, got guns like it's Nerf baby You ain't ever learn baby, we the ones who murk baby We the ones who gang bangin', all I hear is bullets rainin' All I hear is mama sayin', I can peep these niggas faded I can peep these niggas fakin', you ain't peep my niggas dangerous Better be ridin' like you sayin', better be ready when you land Better be out here with a plan, better wake up with that lead Better wake up to some head, better treat me like a chef Treat lil shorty like I'm deaf, better rock to the end Better be ridin' like you sayin', better be ready when you land Better be out here with a plan, better wake up with that lead Better wake up to some head, better treat me like a chef Treat lil shorty like I'm deaf, better be rockin' to the end Bet I put my trust in you, I'ma put my gun to use Blow lil whoadie like a flute, nigga sweeter than some fruit Fuck the beat, I'm that dude, baby girl don't send no text Baby girl love to flex, baby girl you got me fed You ain't fall in love with me, you fell in love with Triple-X I got rico right on deck, I don't reload, I'm on deck Like an Xbox I connect, nigga run up, don't check Niggas runnin' from the feds, and niggas doin' scams Don't nobody got a job, taught myself how to rob I was fly since I was born, I ain't never fuckin' crawl Learned that you can't hit forever, you gon' get hit with the law I don't rap, bitch I draw, this my motherfuckin' art This ain't Soldier Kidd, bitch this is Nas I'm from Palm Beach, where we livin' raw I'm from Palm Beach, fourteen with a Glock I'm from Palm Beach, fourteen, let it pop Better be ridin' like you sayin', better be ready when you land Better be out here with a plan, better wake up with that lead Better wake up to some head, better treat me like a chef Treat lil shorty like I'm deaf, better rock to the end Better be ridin' like you sayin', better be ready when you land Better be out here with a plan, better wake up with that lead Better wake up to some head, better treat me like a chef Treat lil shorty like I'm deaf, better be rockin' to the end
Writer(s): William Mosley, Carl Exantus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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