Bitch I been thuggin since hood of hoods
I was like 13 on gardenwood
Moving that mid like that shit was
Good
Wanna live this life , you wish you could
I done felt wit so much pain
In this shit
How you think I got my name
Out this shit
This for da niggas that came
From this shit
Rather have money then fame
Fck this shit
Talking my shit
Like Im rolo
Drivin inna 2 door
Cause I like ridding dolo
Wildin the whip like ah bitch
Be a stolo
Face out the window like ah emojo
She trying take photos
You know that's ah Nono
She know that I'm hot
And want some free promo
I be da don
You niggas don cheadle
This shit so dope
And you need is the needle
I'm smoking n rolling this shit
Like its legal
Smoking that diesel n totting a eagle
Riding ah coupe like that bitch be ah regal
Do what you gotta do nigga i feel you
Just do right by ya ppl
No one man above my niggas
We equal
Living this life like ah movie
N da summer the sequel
These bitches deceitful
Like the conductor
They waving round round stick
Trap Ike the orchestra
So jus let me Demonstrate
How I orchestrate
First I took ah flight
Then I hit the play
Neva Eva where ya head stay
Know they won't kick in
Mid day
Earlier Monday after Sunday
After lords day
I just hopped you prayed
I hustle from the first to the first
Money going be married for better for worst
Fck wit bitches so real if I'm broke
She going go in her purse
Shorty so real
So she get whatever
We F*ck in the aspen
And smoking out Denver
We left In September came
Back in December
Bihenna fa dinner
Only winners F*ck wit winners
We draped in designer
She look like Rihanna
I brought out all my ice
So I can remind her
Who she fcking wit
Baltimore nigga
Came from the trench
Yea we off bench
Still killing shit
Lint in my pocket
Dick in my hand
Fck ah public defender
I'm taking the stand
Before I leave this game
They going know who I am
Drugs be having these niggas
Emotional and over confident
Bitches be the center of arguments
Some shit I just cannot deal
Some shit I just cannot feel
I'm still the same when shit hit the fan
You niggas is fans
Running up on me to shaking my hand
Ain't bragging or boostin I am who I am
From city to city they know it's the fam
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Bitch I been thuggin since hood of hoods
I was like 13 on gardenwood
Moving that mid like that shit was
Good
Wanna live this life , you wish you could
I done felt wit so much pain
In this shit
How you think I got my name
Out this shit
This for da niggas that came
From this shit
Rather have money then fame
Fck this shit
Talking my shit
Like Im rolo
Drivin inna 2 door
Cause I like ridding dolo
Wildin the whip like ah bitch
Be a stolo
Face out the window like ah emojo
She trying take photos
You know that's ah Nono
She know that I'm hot
And want some free promo
I be da don
You niggas don cheadle
This shit so dope
And you need is the needle
I'm smoking n rolling this shit
Like its legal
Smoking that diesel n totting a eagle
Riding ah coupe like that bitch be ah regal
Do what you gotta do nigga i feel you
Just do right by ya ppl
No one man above my niggas
We equal
Living this life like ah movie
N da summer the sequel
These bitches deceitful
Like the conductor
They waving round round stick
Trap Ike the orchestra
So jus let me Demonstrate
How I orchestrate
First I took ah flight
Then I hit the play
Neva Eva where ya head stay
Know they won't kick in
Mid day
Earlier Monday after Sunday
After lords day
I just hopped you prayed
I hustle from the first to the first
Money going be married for better for worst
Fck wit bitches so real if I'm broke
She going go in her purse
Shorty so real
So she get whatever
We F*ck in the aspen
And smoking out Denver
We left In September came
Back in December
Bihenna fa dinner
Only winners F*ck wit winners
We draped in designer
She look like Rihanna
I brought out all my ice
So I can remind her
Who she fcking wit
Baltimore nigga
Came from the trench
Yea we off bench
Still killing shit
Lint in my pocket
Dick in my hand
Fck ah public defender
I'm taking the stand
Before I leave this game
They going know who I am
Drugs be having these niggas
Emotional and over confident
Bitches be the center of arguments
Some shit I just cannot deal
Some shit I just cannot feel
I'm still the same when shit hit the fan
You niggas is fans
Running up on me to shaking my hand
Ain't bragging or boostin I am who I am
From city to city they know it's the fam
I was like 13 on gardenwood
Moving that mid like that shit was
Good
Wanna live this life , you wish you could
I done felt wit so much pain
In this shit
How you think I got my name
Out this shit
This for da niggas that came
From this shit
Rather have money then fame
Fck this shit
Talking my shit
Like Im rolo
Drivin inna 2 door
Cause I like ridding dolo
Wildin the whip like ah bitch
Be a stolo
Face out the window like ah emojo
She trying take photos
You know that's ah Nono
She know that I'm hot
And want some free promo
I be da don
You niggas don cheadle
This shit so dope
And you need is the needle
I'm smoking n rolling this shit
Like its legal
Smoking that diesel n totting a eagle
Riding ah coupe like that bitch be ah regal
Do what you gotta do nigga i feel you
Just do right by ya ppl
No one man above my niggas
We equal
Living this life like ah movie
N da summer the sequel
These bitches deceitful
Like the conductor
They waving round round stick
Trap Ike the orchestra
So jus let me Demonstrate
How I orchestrate
First I took ah flight
Then I hit the play
Neva Eva where ya head stay
Know they won't kick in
Mid day
Earlier Monday after Sunday
After lords day
I just hopped you prayed
I hustle from the first to the first
Money going be married for better for worst
Fck wit bitches so real if I'm broke
She going go in her purse
Shorty so real
So she get whatever
We F*ck in the aspen
And smoking out Denver
We left In September came
Back in December
Bihenna fa dinner
Only winners F*ck wit winners
We draped in designer
She look like Rihanna
I brought out all my ice
So I can remind her
Who she fcking wit
Baltimore nigga
Came from the trench
Yea we off bench
Still killing shit
Lint in my pocket
Dick in my hand
Fck ah public defender
I'm taking the stand
Before I leave this game
They going know who I am
Drugs be having these niggas
Emotional and over confident
Bitches be the center of arguments
Some shit I just cannot deal
Some shit I just cannot feel
I'm still the same when shit hit the fan
You niggas is fans
Running up on me to shaking my hand
Ain't bragging or boostin I am who I am
From city to city they know it's the fam
Writer: ERIK SIMMONS
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