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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angel Calderon
Songwriter
Lyrics
Lemme' tell you bout' way way back in the day
Young nigga couldn't afford no J's
Lemme' tell you how Ma Dukes worked 3 jobs
And still barely seen any pay
Lemme' tell you how
We ain't have no food to eat nigga couldn't get no sleep
Let me tell you bout' it
I was down on my ass they ain't care bout' me
Now they trynna care bout' me
You ain't my family my brudda my slime don't worry bout' me
Know these pussy niggas heard bout' me
Love to talk ain't said a word round' me
Niggas shiesty ain't no loyalty
Momma told me boy you royalty
Write a hit and call it Poetry
Young nigga keep it G
Top floor pent baby tell me what you see
VVS shine bright gone and check the link
Good girl fell in love with her kinks
When she step in the room mane this shit like a ring
Been countin' these blessings
Tom Brady with the ring I'm doin' my thing
Like 600 million steps ahead of these niggas
so please do not mention a thing
I'm humble with it
Nigga focused I can't stumble with it
Got the bag I can't fumble it
Touch my people then we rumblin'
Tumblin'
Out in Vegas with the raiders
I talk to scammers robbers traders
Know some niggas servin' gas just like a cater
Don't do no favors your friends can be haters
I'm smokin' this gas straight from Cali i think I'm a laker
I might just fuck her i won't date her
Think she a freak cause she want me to pay her
But her friend trying to buss it down later
Yeah for the freeski
Shoutout to B-ski
He kept it solid when shit wasn't easy
Shit got real sticky
My brudda he step with the blicky
He draw down ain't yellin' out Ricky
He want a eighth then I'm taxin him 50
They love to hate me like I'm 50
This ain't no game but this shit can get tricky
I broke her heart cause I'm picky
These niggas rats like they Mickey
I gotta go get it, It feel like my time tickin'
Follow that feelin' nigga you ain't trippin'
They was plottin' on me I had to go flip it
Do it on my own was my best decision
If i up it know I got precision
Y'all niggas fiend for attention
Mad cause they hoe in my mentions
Top of the list but I don't need to mention
They copied my flow went and got a new dentist
You niggas just totin' them guns for a image
If I give you my heart babygirl it's a privilege
Niggas shiesty ain't no loyalty
Momma told me boy you royalty
Write a hit and call it Poetry
Writer(s): Angel Calderon
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