Lyrics

Homie who you funk with Coming into my function OMA get it bumpin' Maybe a lil' Compton Some of you say it's bompton Not too many options Most my homies mobbin' Ain't no Batman Just some niggas out here robbin' Something like that Gotham My nigga it's a problem Ain't nobody gone stop him What's a goon to a goblin? Got them guns poppin' like bang Puttin' in work for a name Snatching gold chains Tryin' to make a little change Sometimes I slang Get some hood fame Everybody know my nickname Charge it to the game It's a damn shame Most my hood homies don't know my real name But it's all the same I get so much love when I bang It's a Midwest thang Uh, You ain't fuckin' with the Midwest side Uh, You ain't fuckin' with the Midwest side Got jumped in But the pain never ends Just made some new friends Now my new life begins Big homie out the pen Sippin' on juice and gin Plotting how to get some work in Niggas out here lurkin' Cause they pockets hurtin' Ain't nothing for certain Got beef and its curtains OMA shooters working I know that's for certain Just like military service Soldiers put work in Uh, You ain't fuckin' with the Midwest side Uh, You ain't fuckin' with the Midwest side Ooh oooh, oooh woah Fucking with the Midwest side Ooh oooh, oooh woah Fucking with the Midwest side Ooh oooh, oooh woah Fucking with the Midwest side Ooh oooh, oooh woah Fucking with the Midwest side
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