Said she want eighty two songs on the album
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
I'm good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your nine-five is through
Same goes for my pops and my little brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
So much on my mind all the time I wonder how my brain fits it all
Watch me run this class I'm the muh f*cking principal
Watching my people go through this life like they invincible
Shit
I think I got em now
On the come up and they tried to call me underground
But im just a different sound
A different story
These rap niggas bore me
Same shit in every song
I'm just tryna find my glory
Knew I was better than my competition
If you could even call em competition
Who run this shit there ain't no close decision
Was never broke cause being broke is a mindset
But god damn we was poor as shit
Backroads with gorillas niggas who keep the banana clips
Always dreamed of the vvs and f*ck it here look at this
Right now they on my wrist
Said she want eighty two songs on the album
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
Im good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your nine-five is through
Same goes for my pops and my lil brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
I can try and paint a picture but you still ain't got no clue
All the shit that I been through
A lot of y'all would fold
But what happens when you on your last dollar can you hold?
Spend the rest of your days biting on bitter and growing old
Or do you flip that f*cking dollar to a million
Im the long lost real one
DMV's pure son
Out work me? Can't be done
I gets mine show no mercy
Can already see all the controversy
Don't ever walk up on me
Cause I'll let it blow just see
I be ballin hard every season
Cause I made it from the bottom maybe that's the reason
I spit shit that fill these other rappers heads with doubt
Making money people round you start to scheme about
Bitches hitting my line straight asking me for clout
But I gotta stay on my path I been chose my route
Said she want eighty two songs on the album
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
Im good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your 9-5 is through
Same goes for my pops and my lil brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
I can try and paint a picture but you still ain't got no clue
Man you still ain't got no clue
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Said she want eighty two songs on the album
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
I'm good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your nine-five is through
Same goes for my pops and my little brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
So much on my mind all the time I wonder how my brain fits it all
Watch me run this class I'm the muh f*cking principal
Watching my people go through this life like they invincible
Shit
I think I got em now
On the come up and they tried to call me underground
But im just a different sound
A different story
These rap niggas bore me
Same shit in every song
I'm just tryna find my glory
Knew I was better than my competition
If you could even call em competition
Who run this shit there ain't no close decision
Was never broke cause being broke is a mindset
But god damn we was poor as shit
Backroads with gorillas niggas who keep the banana clips
Always dreamed of the vvs and f*ck it here look at this
Right now they on my wrist
Said she want eighty two songs on the album
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
Im good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your nine-five is through
Same goes for my pops and my lil brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
I can try and paint a picture but you still ain't got no clue
All the shit that I been through
A lot of y'all would fold
But what happens when you on your last dollar can you hold?
Spend the rest of your days biting on bitter and growing old
Or do you flip that f*cking dollar to a million
Im the long lost real one
DMV's pure son
Out work me? Can't be done
I gets mine show no mercy
Can already see all the controversy
Don't ever walk up on me
Cause I'll let it blow just see
I be ballin hard every season
Cause I made it from the bottom maybe that's the reason
I spit shit that fill these other rappers heads with doubt
Making money people round you start to scheme about
Bitches hitting my line straight asking me for clout
But I gotta stay on my path I been chose my route
Said she want eighty two songs on the album
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
Im good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your 9-5 is through
Same goes for my pops and my lil brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
I can try and paint a picture but you still ain't got no clue
Man you still ain't got no clue
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
I'm good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your nine-five is through
Same goes for my pops and my little brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
So much on my mind all the time I wonder how my brain fits it all
Watch me run this class I'm the muh f*cking principal
Watching my people go through this life like they invincible
Shit
I think I got em now
On the come up and they tried to call me underground
But im just a different sound
A different story
These rap niggas bore me
Same shit in every song
I'm just tryna find my glory
Knew I was better than my competition
If you could even call em competition
Who run this shit there ain't no close decision
Was never broke cause being broke is a mindset
But god damn we was poor as shit
Backroads with gorillas niggas who keep the banana clips
Always dreamed of the vvs and f*ck it here look at this
Right now they on my wrist
Said she want eighty two songs on the album
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
Im good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your nine-five is through
Same goes for my pops and my lil brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
I can try and paint a picture but you still ain't got no clue
All the shit that I been through
A lot of y'all would fold
But what happens when you on your last dollar can you hold?
Spend the rest of your days biting on bitter and growing old
Or do you flip that f*cking dollar to a million
Im the long lost real one
DMV's pure son
Out work me? Can't be done
I gets mine show no mercy
Can already see all the controversy
Don't ever walk up on me
Cause I'll let it blow just see
I be ballin hard every season
Cause I made it from the bottom maybe that's the reason
I spit shit that fill these other rappers heads with doubt
Making money people round you start to scheme about
Bitches hitting my line straight asking me for clout
But I gotta stay on my path I been chose my route
Said she want eighty two songs on the album
F*ck it I just named this song eighty two
Got some niggas repping red and got some niggas repping blue
Im good in every hood and best believe that it is true
Momma I'm gunna make it so your 9-5 is through
Same goes for my pops and my lil brothers too
I don't ever show how much I be stressing but I do
I can try and paint a picture but you still ain't got no clue
Man you still ain't got no clue
Writer: Khari Johnson
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