Shark Got The Keys To The City
On my O Town got the Glocks where the licks
Imma die getting rich and I put that on the clique
Imma put that on the clique and imma put that on the gang
How you talking all that shit but you ain't even down to bang
I'm barely trusting in the homies how you trusting in a bitch
I had to get it on my own cuz ain't nobody give me shit
But now I got it and I'm winning I been stacking all these chips
I'm finna make it out my city on my momma I'll be rich
Real ones knowing how the game goes
I'm counting up the Benjis not no Pesos
I'm pouring up juice in the Faygo
My shooters get to bussin when I say so
I'm fighting hella demons where my halos
They prolly got recruited by the Dracos
The feds was at my door I gotta lay low
I'm making my own money f*ck a bankroll
I'm barely trusting the homies so how you trusting a bitch
Find yourself as a setup find yourself as the lick
When they know that you got it that's when they all gonna switch
That's why I keep me a rocket I'm always posted with sticks
What's the word it's no bitches I kick a bitch out the house
Bro got labeled a menace judge ain't want let him out
Cross an op off the list I been counting em down
Couple bands on the lick they just beefing for clout
Before I hit a verse I gotta load that stick
Imma go in on em crazy with some cold ass shit
Man that pussy really thought that I won't pull no skit
Til I set the sucka up and went and stole his shit
You can't tell me bout no coke cuz I been sold that shit
You a plug without a gun then you a whole ass lick
I could give a bitch a gun and she gon hold that shit
When a bitch get outta line she don't know who that bitch
And my cousin got the shooters imma shoot em myself
Cuz I can't control the trigger when I get overwhelmed
Imma go and catch a body if you get in my wealth
If I don't get him in this life then imma get him in hell
All these drugs that's in my pocket know I got em for sale
Because I gotta get a dollar I ain't scared of a cell
Only time I run the fades is when I see em in jail
I fill the letter up with powder then I'm sending the mail
Aye high off life I don't do drugs
Like why you even keep a pole if you ain't shoot nun
Big body Benz when a nigga slide and I keep 2 guns
Big stick on me no Nick Cannon I keep 2 drums
Bitch say you want the smoke I don't even care
You niggas better tuck your chain cuz it's gang in here
Anybody can get hit no we ain't playing fair
Can try n play me if you want cuz we can take it there
When I was posted on the corner getting rich
You was at home prolly crying for the bitch
If they get me in that room snitch lipped I can't snitch
I don't know about no murders I don't know about no skits
Real Ones that's the gang they been knew that
The gang tighter then a nigga with a durag
$20,000 when I hit Rhodeo bitch I blew that
I been posted in the same place where we shoot at
Shark Got The Keys To The City
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Shark Got The Keys To The City
On my O Town got the Glocks where the licks
Imma die getting rich and I put that on the clique
Imma put that on the clique and imma put that on the gang
How you talking all that shit but you ain't even down to bang
I'm barely trusting in the homies how you trusting in a bitch
I had to get it on my own cuz ain't nobody give me shit
But now I got it and I'm winning I been stacking all these chips
I'm finna make it out my city on my momma I'll be rich
Real ones knowing how the game goes
I'm counting up the Benjis not no Pesos
I'm pouring up juice in the Faygo
My shooters get to bussin when I say so
I'm fighting hella demons where my halos
They prolly got recruited by the Dracos
The feds was at my door I gotta lay low
I'm making my own money f*ck a bankroll
I'm barely trusting the homies so how you trusting a bitch
Find yourself as a setup find yourself as the lick
When they know that you got it that's when they all gonna switch
That's why I keep me a rocket I'm always posted with sticks
What's the word it's no bitches I kick a bitch out the house
Bro got labeled a menace judge ain't want let him out
Cross an op off the list I been counting em down
Couple bands on the lick they just beefing for clout
Before I hit a verse I gotta load that stick
Imma go in on em crazy with some cold ass shit
Man that pussy really thought that I won't pull no skit
Til I set the sucka up and went and stole his shit
You can't tell me bout no coke cuz I been sold that shit
You a plug without a gun then you a whole ass lick
I could give a bitch a gun and she gon hold that shit
When a bitch get outta line she don't know who that bitch
And my cousin got the shooters imma shoot em myself
Cuz I can't control the trigger when I get overwhelmed
Imma go and catch a body if you get in my wealth
If I don't get him in this life then imma get him in hell
All these drugs that's in my pocket know I got em for sale
Because I gotta get a dollar I ain't scared of a cell
Only time I run the fades is when I see em in jail
I fill the letter up with powder then I'm sending the mail
Aye high off life I don't do drugs
Like why you even keep a pole if you ain't shoot nun
Big body Benz when a nigga slide and I keep 2 guns
Big stick on me no Nick Cannon I keep 2 drums
Bitch say you want the smoke I don't even care
You niggas better tuck your chain cuz it's gang in here
Anybody can get hit no we ain't playing fair
Can try n play me if you want cuz we can take it there
When I was posted on the corner getting rich
You was at home prolly crying for the bitch
If they get me in that room snitch lipped I can't snitch
I don't know about no murders I don't know about no skits
Real Ones that's the gang they been knew that
The gang tighter then a nigga with a durag
$20,000 when I hit Rhodeo bitch I blew that
I been posted in the same place where we shoot at
Shark Got The Keys To The City
On my O Town got the Glocks where the licks
Imma die getting rich and I put that on the clique
Imma put that on the clique and imma put that on the gang
How you talking all that shit but you ain't even down to bang
I'm barely trusting in the homies how you trusting in a bitch
I had to get it on my own cuz ain't nobody give me shit
But now I got it and I'm winning I been stacking all these chips
I'm finna make it out my city on my momma I'll be rich
Real ones knowing how the game goes
I'm counting up the Benjis not no Pesos
I'm pouring up juice in the Faygo
My shooters get to bussin when I say so
I'm fighting hella demons where my halos
They prolly got recruited by the Dracos
The feds was at my door I gotta lay low
I'm making my own money f*ck a bankroll
I'm barely trusting the homies so how you trusting a bitch
Find yourself as a setup find yourself as the lick
When they know that you got it that's when they all gonna switch
That's why I keep me a rocket I'm always posted with sticks
What's the word it's no bitches I kick a bitch out the house
Bro got labeled a menace judge ain't want let him out
Cross an op off the list I been counting em down
Couple bands on the lick they just beefing for clout
Before I hit a verse I gotta load that stick
Imma go in on em crazy with some cold ass shit
Man that pussy really thought that I won't pull no skit
Til I set the sucka up and went and stole his shit
You can't tell me bout no coke cuz I been sold that shit
You a plug without a gun then you a whole ass lick
I could give a bitch a gun and she gon hold that shit
When a bitch get outta line she don't know who that bitch
And my cousin got the shooters imma shoot em myself
Cuz I can't control the trigger when I get overwhelmed
Imma go and catch a body if you get in my wealth
If I don't get him in this life then imma get him in hell
All these drugs that's in my pocket know I got em for sale
Because I gotta get a dollar I ain't scared of a cell
Only time I run the fades is when I see em in jail
I fill the letter up with powder then I'm sending the mail
Aye high off life I don't do drugs
Like why you even keep a pole if you ain't shoot nun
Big body Benz when a nigga slide and I keep 2 guns
Big stick on me no Nick Cannon I keep 2 drums
Bitch say you want the smoke I don't even care
You niggas better tuck your chain cuz it's gang in here
Anybody can get hit no we ain't playing fair
Can try n play me if you want cuz we can take it there
When I was posted on the corner getting rich
You was at home prolly crying for the bitch
If they get me in that room snitch lipped I can't snitch
I don't know about no murders I don't know about no skits
Real Ones that's the gang they been knew that
The gang tighter then a nigga with a durag
$20,000 when I hit Rhodeo bitch I blew that
I been posted in the same place where we shoot at
Shark Got The Keys To The City
Writer: Elijah Ellis, Jace Bodrero
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