Lyrics

Yeah Came from spinnin' blocks (Yeah) They ain't sendin' shots (Yeah) I came from the mud to a brand new coupe They don't want no smoke (Yeah) Knew that from the jump (Yeah) I been laying low tryna keep my cool We gone turn it up, semi's tucked That's a bluff, not the one, (Yeah) Run it up, choppa's bust (Yeah) They want smoke, we can go to war (Yeah) Came from spinnin' blocks (Yeah) They ain't sendin' shots (Yeah) I came from the mud to a brand new coupe They don't want no smoke (Yeah) Knew that from the jump (Yeah) I been laying low tryna keep my cool We gone turn it up, semi's tucked That's a bluff, not the one, (Yeah) Run it up, choppa's bust (Yeah) They want smoke, we can go to war (Yeah) Bought a K with a hunnid shots in it for the opp niggas We gone spin they blocks til they're gone They all think it's sweet 'til that Glock Hit 'em or the opps get 'em lost my brothers I just gotta stay strong We came from a dark place, shots pop, heart race Tires screech, block spun Sound like some cars raced We came from the same mud, how them niggas all hate? I'm just screaming, "free all of my niggas in them barred gates" Came from spinnin' blocks (Yeah) They ain't sendin' shots (Yeah) I came from the mud to a brand new coupe They don't want no smoke (Yeah) Knew that from the jump (Yeah) I been laying low tryna keep my cool We gone turn it up, semi's tucked That's a bluff, not the one, (Yeah) Run it up, choppa's bust (Yeah) They want smoke, we can go to war (Yeah) Came from spinnin' blocks (Yeah) They ain't sendin' shots (Yeah) I came from the mud to a brand new coupe They don't want no smoke (Yeah) Knew that from the jump (Yeah) I been laying low tryna keep my cool We gone turn it up, semi's tucked That's a bluff, not the one, (Yeah) Run it up, choppa's bust (Yeah) They want smoke, we can go to war (Yeah) See I was tryna keep my cool But a lot of niggas hating So I keep the tool I know they looking for me and I peep the fools I'd be dammed if I let a nigga eat my food We could go to war I know all about them trenches, I was there before It was me and all my henchmen looking for the door I kicked it down, put down my fist, then I used my voice And then we woke up the whole industry with all that noise I knew by four years old, I knew I'd be successful Man, I felt it in my soul I had a lot of setbacks I was deep inside that hole But a nigga bounced back it was all about control See I wanna know, how making my whole team rich feels I'm chasing these dreams like Meek Mill I stay on the move can't stay still And these diamonds on my neck the only thing chill
Writer(s): Demaurae Nichols Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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