Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Dred
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
desmond madison
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When you come up, **** gotta stay down
'Cause the streets ain't no playground
So I keep it tucked on me, I don't trust homies
**** die every day now
[Verse 2]
I spent a check on my new feet
These Gucci boots ain't cheap
I been road runnin' all week
The last seven days ain't no sleep
[Verse 3]
Last seven days, I was in the trenches
Down on my life, they ain't really in it
Took a lil break, back in a minute
Tell me go deep, every time I'm in it
[Verse 4]
She eat me up, like a plate of finger lickin'
I ain't from New York, but I get the chicks
Sellin' cash bags, for the Scottie Pippen
33s, hunnid Ps, major league
[Verse 5]
I'm a trap star, just spinnin' through life
No NASCAR
Caught the Mazzi, no picture, no paparazzi
Donatello, I'm trippin' in Versace
[Verse 6]
They call me a plag, a plug in the side
'Cause **** they talk, but really not 'bout it
Humbolt, I was up in the mountains
Cashed out, and I never stopped countin'
Yeah
[Verse 7]
These **** is quick, so I move on my own
I'm never alone, my .40 is chrome
Keep one in the head, six shots at your dome
Yeah-yeah-yeah
[Verse 8]
Whoa, they eated a drip and they copy
I'm eatin' the steaks, a Hibachi
I told all my ****, you got it
It's time that we fuck up the project
[Verse 9]
When you come up, **** gotta stay down
'Cause the streets ain't no playground
So I keep it tucked on me, I don't trust homies
**** die every day now
[Verse 10]
I spent a check on my new feet
These Gucci boots ain't cheap
I been road runnin' all week
The last seven days ain't no sleep
[Verse 11]
When you come up, **** gotta stay down
'Cause the streets ain't no playground
So I keep it tucked on me, I don't trust homies
**** die every day now
[Verse 12]
I spent a check on my new feet
These Gucci boots ain't cheap
I been road runnin' all week
The last seven days ain't no sleep
Written by: desmond madison
