Hungry youngin getting it out the gate
Pockets full don't ask what I make
Wolves with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It Go, It go
One, hungry youngin getting it out the gate wait
Two, pockets full don't ask what I make wait
Three, wolves with me nigga keep it safe
It's for the pack for the fam, can't relate
Nigga shit been all great
I got a lot left but I came long way
I'm here to play, no hotels need a long stay
Keep up that barking we gon put you in a dog's place
I used to ball my jay was Yè, don't even talk cray
Show love that's what all say
Had a big heart, now it's more hollow than a hallway
Lost so many people, no tears man we all pray
Life's a marathon, get set and now they all race
Y'all safe, y'all do what the boss say
Keep Ya whole squad on ice, call me Gordy Bombay
We was young wilding on the parkway
Sun shining bright still managed to have a dark day
Swimming in them waters where them piranha and sharks lay
Just lost one of my eaters her name was Shante
I ain't lead her on, she led herself to the wrong page
Shorty this the entree
Pimpin my long Johns bomb babe
This about a million dollars' worth of that hustler's ambition
I'll show how to get it not what you getting, the difference
Do it for the love, but I fell in love with the chicken
And all the other things that's labeled on this prescription
This my drug my homie
Like don't be f*ckin with my bump homie
This rap shit done made me trust one homie
Y'all don't know me
Don't get enthused by shit that you say want from me
I'm from them buildings, might have the stench on the slums on me
F*ck a hand, I rather get it with my brothers man
You know, keep the money circling through mother's land
We don't got 100 plans, got em betting on my hands
Imma have em good, it's 100 raps or 100 grams, season
It go
One, hungry youngin getting it out the gate wait
Two, pockets full don't ask what I make
It's for the pack for the fam, you can't relate
Woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Hungry youngin getting it out the gate
Pockets full don't ask what I make
Wolves with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It Go, It go
One, hungry youngin getting it out the gate wait
Two, pockets full don't ask what I make wait
Three, wolves with me nigga keep it safe
It's for the pack for the fam, can't relate
Nigga shit been all great
I got a lot left but I came long way
I'm here to play, no hotels need a long stay
Keep up that barking we gon put you in a dog's place
I used to ball my jay was Yè, don't even talk cray
Show love that's what all say
Had a big heart, now it's more hollow than a hallway
Lost so many people, no tears man we all pray
Life's a marathon, get set and now they all race
Y'all safe, y'all do what the boss say
Keep Ya whole squad on ice, call me Gordy Bombay
We was young wilding on the parkway
Sun shining bright still managed to have a dark day
Swimming in them waters where them piranha and sharks lay
Just lost one of my eaters her name was Shante
I ain't lead her on, she led herself to the wrong page
Shorty this the entree
Pimpin my long Johns bomb babe
This about a million dollars' worth of that hustler's ambition
I'll show how to get it not what you getting, the difference
Do it for the love, but I fell in love with the chicken
And all the other things that's labeled on this prescription
This my drug my homie
Like don't be f*ckin with my bump homie
This rap shit done made me trust one homie
Y'all don't know me
Don't get enthused by shit that you say want from me
I'm from them buildings, might have the stench on the slums on me
F*ck a hand, I rather get it with my brothers man
You know, keep the money circling through mother's land
We don't got 100 plans, got em betting on my hands
Imma have em good, it's 100 raps or 100 grams, season
It go
One, hungry youngin getting it out the gate wait
Two, pockets full don't ask what I make
It's for the pack for the fam, you can't relate
Woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pockets full don't ask what I make
Wolves with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It Go, It go
One, hungry youngin getting it out the gate wait
Two, pockets full don't ask what I make wait
Three, wolves with me nigga keep it safe
It's for the pack for the fam, can't relate
Nigga shit been all great
I got a lot left but I came long way
I'm here to play, no hotels need a long stay
Keep up that barking we gon put you in a dog's place
I used to ball my jay was Yè, don't even talk cray
Show love that's what all say
Had a big heart, now it's more hollow than a hallway
Lost so many people, no tears man we all pray
Life's a marathon, get set and now they all race
Y'all safe, y'all do what the boss say
Keep Ya whole squad on ice, call me Gordy Bombay
We was young wilding on the parkway
Sun shining bright still managed to have a dark day
Swimming in them waters where them piranha and sharks lay
Just lost one of my eaters her name was Shante
I ain't lead her on, she led herself to the wrong page
Shorty this the entree
Pimpin my long Johns bomb babe
This about a million dollars' worth of that hustler's ambition
I'll show how to get it not what you getting, the difference
Do it for the love, but I fell in love with the chicken
And all the other things that's labeled on this prescription
This my drug my homie
Like don't be f*ckin with my bump homie
This rap shit done made me trust one homie
Y'all don't know me
Don't get enthused by shit that you say want from me
I'm from them buildings, might have the stench on the slums on me
F*ck a hand, I rather get it with my brothers man
You know, keep the money circling through mother's land
We don't got 100 plans, got em betting on my hands
Imma have em good, it's 100 raps or 100 grams, season
It go
One, hungry youngin getting it out the gate wait
Two, pockets full don't ask what I make
It's for the pack for the fam, you can't relate
Woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer: Eric Franklin
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