Lyrics

What the hook gon' be I don't need no fuckin' hook on this beat Only singin' nigga still good on these streets Ghetto Ford whippin still pushin on E I, came a long way From nights we didn't eat (sheesh) Came a long way from 75th street Candy house trappin' I need everything sweet But I can't say what happened On the back of them streets, ay Fast forward, crackin' But the package ain't cheap I, know my Truda proud of What I became to be I had to really pay the cost I never waived the fee Now it's everything designer Where my hangers be I just really want the money Fuck the fame to mе Guess it come with it It really ain't no thang to me Now they lovin' it I'm really finna flame the streets I'm forever humble For every road they paved for me Now the big bag on me No big homies No co-sign Just the Evgle gang only Bino my brudda Won't forget what you told me Sixtape, mixtape a classic Facts only They want us to double back Wouldn't be surprised If part two got a fuckin' plaque Cause we them guys And we the truth And we brought it back It's Westside 'til I die Hope you quotin' that (yea) Ain't no holdin' back Givin' out sauce Gotta go dolo But it's no love lost (sheesh) No middle man I'm what the whole plug cost We pandemic dealin' Me and Vic young bosses Lessons ain't losses Blessings on blessings on blessings Keep fallin' Labels keep callin' Karl, what they talkin' bout Cause if it ain't some tickets Then we walkin' out If it ain't some tickets then we walkin' out What the hook gon' be I don't need no fuckin' hook on this beat Only singin' nigga still good on these streets Ghetto Ford whippin still pushin on E I, came a long way From nights we didn't eat (sheesh) Came a long way from 75th street Candy house trappin' I need everything sweet But I can't say what happened On the back of them streets Ay, forever humble
Writer(s): James Phillips, Jermaine Dupri, Murphy Lee, Matthew Burdette, Sam Yun, Darius George Wooten Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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