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We from baking soda kitchens, red kool-aid and Publix chicken
Hit the block and let it rip then double back and (Give me the rap)
All my shit is independent, free my brother from the sentence
I want money, f*ck them bitches, I got boom and (Give me the bap)
My brother told me no forgiveness, niggas tripping so we end this
I might rob a politician, talking shit and (Give me the rap)
I'm still broke so I need riches, mama working I ain't with this
I'm from D-Block and the Jack, I got the boom so, (Give me the bap, aye) yeah

Now that I'm back on, hoes be getting they mack on
I'm on one, all black on, might charge up, turn the mac on like
F*ck is a sad song? My heart didn't last long
I'm off all that pop shit, now the boy is back and that's a bad storm, yeah
We finna get it, yeah, we was just riding the city
Big Chevy, shit ain't tinted, 22's they still spinning, yeah
I need a million, all my niggas penitentiary like
Going off no Christmas lights
Back then we was stealing bikes

We from baking soda kitchens, red kool-aid and Publix chicken
Hit the block and let it rip then double back and hit the witness
All my shit is independent, free my brother from the sentence
I want money, f*ck them bitches, I got boom and I been sinning
My brother told me no forgiveness, niggas tripping so we end this
I might rob a politician, talking shit and (Give me the rap)
I'm still broke so I need riches, mama working I ain't with this
I'm from D-Block and the Jack, I got the boom so, (Give me the bap, aye) (Yeah)

I came up from the slums
Ain't never had shit, still with the same niggas from the jump, uh
Free Khalid 'til he come home
I ain't really got time to waste
See the fake shit a mile away
On my Future, tryna blow a bag today
I got plays to make, no coordinator
I'm just focused on the grind, uh
Getting head while I'm at work
Still on the clock, now that's FaceTime
Remember I was in the backseat now I whip some that break necks, yeah
I'ma need my respect, yeah
If it ain't me then who the best, yeah
I'll wait, murder scene if you try Ace
I go bananas like a primate
Bitch I'm back off a hiatus
Screaming "Hi, hater" from the TimeSaver
Hoe I'm 'bout to go Arab
Translation, I'm finna blow nigga
I got drip for the low nigga, SC up next if you ain't know nigga
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We from baking soda kitchens, red kool-aid and Publix chicken
Hit the block and let it rip then double back and (Give me the rap)
All my shit is independent, free my brother from the sentence
I want money, f*ck them bitches, I got boom and (Give me the bap)
My brother told me no forgiveness, niggas tripping so we end this
I might rob a politician, talking shit and (Give me the rap)
I'm still broke so I need riches, mama working I ain't with this
I'm from D-Block and the Jack, I got the boom so, (Give me the bap, aye) yeah

Now that I'm back on, hoes be getting they mack on
I'm on one, all black on, might charge up, turn the mac on like
F*ck is a sad song? My heart didn't last long
I'm off all that pop shit, now the boy is back and that's a bad storm, yeah
We finna get it, yeah, we was just riding the city
Big Chevy, shit ain't tinted, 22's they still spinning, yeah
I need a million, all my niggas penitentiary like
Going off no Christmas lights
Back then we was stealing bikes

We from baking soda kitchens, red kool-aid and Publix chicken
Hit the block and let it rip then double back and hit the witness
All my shit is independent, free my brother from the sentence
I want money, f*ck them bitches, I got boom and I been sinning
My brother told me no forgiveness, niggas tripping so we end this
I might rob a politician, talking shit and (Give me the rap)
I'm still broke so I need riches, mama working I ain't with this
I'm from D-Block and the Jack, I got the boom so, (Give me the bap, aye) (Yeah)

I came up from the slums
Ain't never had shit, still with the same niggas from the jump, uh
Free Khalid 'til he come home
I ain't really got time to waste
See the fake shit a mile away
On my Future, tryna blow a bag today
I got plays to make, no coordinator
I'm just focused on the grind, uh
Getting head while I'm at work
Still on the clock, now that's FaceTime
Remember I was in the backseat now I whip some that break necks, yeah
I'ma need my respect, yeah
If it ain't me then who the best, yeah
I'll wait, murder scene if you try Ace
I go bananas like a primate
Bitch I'm back off a hiatus
Screaming "Hi, hater" from the TimeSaver
Hoe I'm 'bout to go Arab
Translation, I'm finna blow nigga
I got drip for the low nigga, SC up next if you ain't know nigga
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Writer: Darion Sapp, DeChristopher Wyche
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