Paroles
Yeah
(Finally)
(Deuxe made this one)
Shit get real
They say I need to get out the hood, I need to be in the hills
Said that I should've played football if I wanna be in the field
Young **** thuggin' for real
Break in a car, then go hit the studio, I still ain't signed a deal
Break in a car, then go hit the studio
Shooter, Ricky, talkin' 'bout Rubio
Ricky Rubio, still waitin' for a **** to go to the studio
Set-up vibe, this bitch is a groupie ho
Set-up vibe
I don't give a fuck 'bout **** cliquin' up, we gon' come divide
Still gettin' my hair cut up in the hood, I don't even care if they slide
Damn, what the fuck were they drivin'?
Frrt, this bitch hit anybody
Your Glock just collectin' dust, huh, it ain't collectin' bodies
These bitches collectin' dick, huh, they collectin' bodies
Strikin', that was my favorite hobby
First, we was breakin' in houses, we was some young ****, we was tryna cash for a blick
Grandma, she used to whoop me, take off her shoe, then she'd pick out a switch, hmm
I got older, I got a gun, grandma, this is a switch, huh
We got older, our favorite word, we finna go free pick
Somebody knock on the door, they don't come, it's a go
If I need a breakdown, I go to Face, if I need a whole bag, then I go to Lo
Chevron right across from the drive-thru liquor, they can't post at that store
**** keep actin' like they just gettin' some pape', boy, that shit on the floor (Literally)
Literally (Literally)
On the concrete
GK, but some people know him by Josh, he work backseats
I don't know nothin' about that ffft (At all), don't even ask me
Quick to tell my plug a certain number, he can't tax me
(Quick to tell my plug a certain number)
Written by: Blo
