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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Micahel Rosario
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Waterss
Producer
Lyrics
I got all the thots in my section you can't come with us
I was on the block you gotta show rap sheet to come with us
You don't know about bodies dropping cause you ain't one of us
We heard you told on your gang you can't come with us
We heard your own gang look at you as opposition
But the crazy part you and your gang is some bitches
Last nigga play with us yeah we him turned Christian
We send niggas up to God like we some magicians
I'm from a place where you get use to seeing bodies drop
You got be cold heart I swear them bullets never stop
I'm always toting my pole cause I can't go out like pac
I'm going out like tony before I go I let off shots
Yeah I'm gon let em bullets rip before I go
These niggas capping in they music on my soul
Industry plants niggas talking like they have control
All these new niggas and I swear they all unknown
And yeah I'm stacking pesos need two bands for a show
Before this rap shit I had dimes for the low
Momma praying I don't die like momma I'm on go
Ima known robber but that drip from me you stole, oh
Phone don't fit in my pocket cause they ain't bigger large
Now we pushing push to start
Apple watches, Audmars
Double r take you to Mars
Young nigga I got heart
In my lane I play my part
I just wanna make it far
I just wanna be a legend
3rd block what I'm reppin
Keep a stick who you checking?
Chrome hearted I learn my lesson
Making money is my essence
Fuck love and attention
Niggas doing shit for attention
Don't troll me I keep a weapon
I got all the thots in my section you can't come with us
I was on the block you gotta show rap sheet to come with us
You don't know about bodies dropping cause you ain't one of us
We heard you told on your gang you can't come with us
Air Force 1 to do a drill told my homie stay solid
All my opps ocky but I keep a pole so who brolic?
Real street nigga in the hood I gained all my knowledge
Told my mom 'm rapping I ain't never going college
I ain't never going back those rainy days
We was in the struggle praying for better days
I don't believe in love because it ain't real it's fake
Off the za I be tweaking I ain't going back to haze
If you say you in the streets ain't no warning
Tote your pole
Know some niggas who was begging to be left alone
Know somebody who act tough but a bitch behind phones
Hollows hit his body tear up his chromosome
Hendi told me Ima song away from blowing up
The opps know better then to diss don't turn me up
Tried of hearing niggas capping I wanna test they bluff
And yeah I'm fat but if you know, you know I give it up
I got all the thots in my section you can't come with us
I was on the block you gotta show rap sheet to come with us
You don't know about bodies dropping cause you ain't one of us
We heard you told on your gang you can't come with us
Writer(s): John Micahel Rosario
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