Long Way

Yeah, yeah, fuck Uh, nigga really came a long way Uh, came from servin' in the hallway Used to play the black tile I got nauseate I met some folks from up the street And they say they know where my opps be My opps they scared they wildin' Slide when they thought jolly Slide when it get foggy Jumpin', feelin' froggy Half his niggas dead and half my niggas caught a body Just for demihani I came up with Tommy And everytime I play my block my clip full Got my nose in the pie turn red like a pitbull I take your advice and add a little twist to it And in this game you'll lose your life Lil' nigga there's a risk to it We speak money, so fluent, I send that lil' bitch to it If he ain't talkin' the wrist game, he asked how my wrist do it I turned this shit world wide I felt it when Wass died Ma' was only 22 when daddy he got 25 And if they don't listen, you'll have to feel me Big dawg gotta eat they'll have to feel me Bucket full of water they tried to tilt me They shot up my whole party, they tried to kill me Pistol by the rib, huh We was just some kids, huh Everybody was just to live, huh I shot wit' the We pop out when he talk, bruh They say we gon' live long Leave him on his front lawn I come from the trench, yeah I play the trenches, the trenches, I'm from the trench, yeah We go boatin' on lakes like Mr Frank, yeah I'm feedin' off of the hate and I should thank y'all He trappin' tricks on a nigga, I put a blank card This a rap card, literally a rap card I wrap a nigga up they should call me a rap star I served plenty rocks they should call me a rock star Yeah that part, we were cool wit' two stars Motel, bed bugs about Trap house no couch Lil' nigga what else My crack head kick me out My hood don't wanna lead me on If I die now hear me yawn My dawgs barkin' in the ground My hood still want me in Only baking soda in the fridge This fifth kick when it kick Your block lit when we lit We picky picky when we pick We cross a nigga, fuck a pick My drip faucet still drip We expensive when we drip I was taught to show love My dawg home give me a hug This mac 10 so heavy Gimme a hand, go get me a velt Gotta watch snakes in the house Soon as he turn around that's a score I couldn't trust another bro I'm ballin' hard need to score I'm the realest nigga in my city And lil' bitch gettin' gitty When I come around get gitty Crack a nigga head wit' a micky We still took around, where the coke? When I aim nigga I use my toe I shoot, my aim wit' support We get smoke and give 'em smoke See these bad bitches do the most See these girls all, fuck these ho's I can never make 'em kill my name I done made a bad bitch good And when you think it was fake 'cause Robin Banks salaam alaikum Fuck a kid, fell in wit' plastic Run from cops ain't get away Snitch niggas wanna get me, uh I fell in love wit' the grind I fell in love wit' the slum He came around and got slumped And Glock came wit' a rust And ambulance in a rush And I ain't trip on nothin' I figured it was only us We put four in a nigga head Like what got in his head? We still curve the block and bang I'm still that real nigga on the lane I'm still that real nigga on the lane Lil' nigga wit' a Mac-10 And Wassi all in my dreams Tell me what you lil' niggas dreamt, uh