Lyrics

Just a youngin from St. Louis, yea that's where i'm from Come from a dangerous place, where they'll tell you keep a gun Got these niggas looking up to me but all I do is bum Imma go getter I want sum I get it done Gone walk around like i'm untouched cus ion fear no man Wanted to jump in the streets but god gave me a different plan I can't stray from my path, this is jus what I am Use to smoke jus to fit it, and I wasn't tryna land No longer going with the flow I promise imma leader On big bertha I cant wife her cus shawty jus an eater Only giving em a glimpse of greatness yea you only get a teaser They mad that i'm heating up but ian got no fever Deuce baby, I might get that tatted on my sleeve Won't change for nobody ain nobody i'm tryna please Inherited this greatness go head hand me the keys Imma dawg but ion bark told my brothers I can't leave Real recognize real ion see it, it's invisible Far from the average no regular individual Can't stray from my brothers yea I swear we ain divisible You can say greatness run in my family, like it's a ritual Why you flexing with that gun yeen gon kill nun Sometimes I jeopardize my heart but ion feel nun Tried to give my heart away jus so I could feel sum On the pace to blowing up so yea i'm still running Got real ones who doubted me Real ones looking out for me Guess you can say sum proud of me My dreams became reality I know that they be mad it's me I been turning up on beats My bitch bad she all on me I been plotting this for weeks Nah I can't kick it whitchu nah dis ain no cobra kai Real as it come, y'all be fake why you tryna lie Real gloomy heart getting cloudy like it's inna sky Real niggas dying lord why'd you keep the fake alive Couple patnas onna block yes dem my whoodies Might take a trip to johnny dang get me a rollie I been turning up a notch, go super sayin like broly He was talking reckless so his head took like 4 deep Put my money into all dese raps so I know I gotta make it I don't even drip foreal man I swear my fits be basic Next one blowing up, they say that i'm the lastest I got a dream like MLK, my life they wanna take it Y'all boys be tight like sum virgins i'm talking celibate I ain't buying nun you saying, fake niggas tryna sell me shii Can't love the ho hit her one time den cross her off the list You can't never get a word up out me, boy plead the fifth Like i'm mortal kombat spitting like the ether imma finish you Right hand man my cousin, that's my kin you know he finna shoot Gang like an army better be scared when i call the troops Speeding fast making sure they can't catch me inna bentley coupe Real thoroughbred nigga tryna get my paper in You can't come inna section nah if yeen tryna win Make sure I see shit clear got to wipe off my lens OTF shit for life, nah I don't do no friends My circle be small just like a cheerio Everytime I pop out, Jayt they be like there I stay with it on me, boy I ain't no pussy though Might drop fifty on the studio Man you know you hear this flow, On god nigga Yea that's on god nigga We got them extensions like it's cod lil nigga And this rap ain't no facade lil nigga He talking shit we gone send him up to god with his niggas Yea we get shit right I just hit her for the night No I can't make that bitch my wife no I ain't never been the type
Writer(s): Jamir Madison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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