Lyrics

See now you can fuck my bitch, cause nigga i'm the shit I'll salute ya, but yall know who i'm with So try to take my shit ima shoot ya And we all lost a couple this year, so all us here with eachother I'm here with my brothers, in here with my brothers Only each other, only each other Riding round town on that same shit, niggas get changed quick You ain't seen shit I hope you got a blunt of loud, you can't hit my shit I guess im caught in the mix, riding the six Hell yea im on paper still totting the nick I promise I won't switch, You son of a bitch At 16 had a dream, we was gonna get rich We gone wake up, put the pipe on Always been on my own, But I stay strong Ack got me put in my zone, Feeling like I wanna go home But I'm out here I put that bud in my ear, I gotta see a mil one year Squad they fear, Jakes all up in our hair One of us snitch, that's rare And that's on bro, I'll ever never go broke Nigga i'll take your coat, while i froze My little nigga steve got smoked, throwing up 060 Gotta lay low, niggas ain't really your bro Only my niggas, we all some hitters Im in that glory lane, just trying to get richer Im in that glory lane, loud in my system They took my bro L'A, Man I can't even picture They took a fucking savage man, bro was a killer man Bro was going crazy, now shit done got real Fuck this rap shit, I say shit that got real bro Run up and we kill stuff, act up we gon' let it bust And lets get it, all the fu shit I ain't with it Put the Glock to his motherfucking fitted Nigga you with it, try to act like you ain't with it Put the pipe to his mouth like a dentist, on lil steve Bitch im throwing up B's, Nigga that's where I be I'm smoking on tree, Alot of fucking money on me Riding up and down Front Street Lost Pluto, feel so weak Lost a couple niggas in these cold ass streets I lost my brother, so I keep my heat Made me turn up when I see the opps tweet L'A my bro, Rob, Odee, Lil Moe, All these hoes gone go when I claim my gang Niggas never snatched my chain, out here looking for a stain Ain't no lame, ask anybody I ain't changed Niggas switch up for that chain, L's this year there in line Tweak with the guys, then you getting flat lined Take that nine free my guys, my lil bro Nine on his grind OTF my niggas they shine, top from a opp she blow my mind Keep my gun, shit real, say it on my son I'm trying to get rich in a month, for the squad Better put kush in that blunt, pour a four in that crush, i stunt I can't trust any nigga loud around his gun, that mean he ain't real at all Im a ball, lil nigga bout to do it tall, I just wanna live it all I call my bro, do a drill for the squad I go TookaK I blow so let them all know I'm a ride or die for my squad, I'm a ride or die for my squad
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Ricco Cox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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