Letra

Aha ha ha ha ha Aaaa eh hey YoungBoy Ah aah aah ah Yeah yah It ain't a dream, it's really what it seems Gotta get that moolah 'fore you end up on a T Shoutout to that lil' nigga got hit up at 16 It's a shame, he ain't get to live his dream You can win or lose when you thuggin' in these streets I won't make a move without my gun by any means I heard they lookin' but ain't never where I be But nigga when we meet, yea we gon' see (ah, Youngboy) I heard that they comin', you know I ain't runnin' I'm on top my city, they won't put me under Everyday shit get gutter so I keep a burner Called me at the corner, shoulda listened to my fuckin' number From the bottom of the barrel, I came out runnin' 100 shots on the bottom of the barrel, ain't no fuckin' runner Told lies, they wasn't loyal or they wasn't 100 Soon as we touch, they gon' get touched, keep that on the under Watch what you say 'cause when you say it, it's gon' hit the streets Ready for to go to war with whoever want it with me You gon' die for speakin' on a nigga, put money on me They could try, watch how many die, right before I leave Extendo tote 'em, a lotta shit come with the game I seen niggas change, I seen bitches change I fuck with Dino, yeah the real flame Send a K-lo to my uncle fire, it ain't want a thing I do this shit for my lil' brother, can't forget the gang Gettin' to that paper, got more players than the NBA Yeah, tell 'em freaky dogs got that cage Open up your eyes, this shit ain't game It ain't a dream, it's really what it seems Gotta get that moolah 'fore you end up on a T Shout out to that lil' nigga got hit up at sixteen It's a shame he ain't get to live his dream You can win or lose when you thuggin' in these streets I won't make a move without my gun by any means I heard they lookin' but ain't never where I be But, nigga, when we meet, yeah, we gon' see Look, man, this shit get wicked, you can get it, I stay with that hammer I can't let you kill me, open fire, I'm forever legend Them lil' boys shot at me the other day, I gotta bam 'em Pull up where I saw 'em trappin', expect, Pa, I'ma rig the hammer Real diamonds 'round my neck, lil' nigga, I dare you to snatch 'em You know that the gang don't spare 'em, you know that we gotta stab 'em All these hoes surround us, young niggas who made it happen These niggas, they hate on us but, bitch nigga, they can have it Come here, go, go, skrrt It ain't a dream, it's really what it seems Gotta get that moolah 'fore you end up on a T Shout out to that lil' nigga got hit up at sixteen It's a shame he ain't get to live his dream You can win or lose when you thuggin' in these streets I won't make a move without my gun by any means I heard they lookin' but ain't never where I be But, nigga, when we meet, yeah, we gon' see Look
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Kendrick Patton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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