SpenTop6 - First Move Lyrics

Yeah das ma nigga they just locked him in the gutter
We grew up from some yungens i tell people hes ma brudda
He never missed a single sunday dinner at my mammas
We grind it thru the winter
Then we link up in the summer
We had to hustle thru the jungle stripping trees to get to paper
I rolled round wid da baddest and dun dirt to keep my Name up
I dont believe religion i aint prayin to no saviour
Ma bitch is super bad and plus she bouji like sarayna

Put respect upon my name darg
We ballin like sum A - starz
Might pull up a rental suttin special not no a class
Might see me onda road but me and u aint onda Same path
N free ma niggas krimz and klash man dey know they ma main dargs
No i aint coming out to play today
Im tryna smoke this Pain away
Im finking bout ma license in dis bando wid dis razor blade
First strike was light i did my time an rid some rainy days
Second strike will bite wont see my daughter till a later date
Stick him if its dat time
Wet him like hes Baptized
Young but im old skool
Im still countin magpies
Bros onda road again
Nittys onda Phone again
Stuck up inda court cell hoping he dont go to pen
Im steady bout ma pesos
Spot me onda main road
N klash is like a pitbul he gon get him if i say so
And imma do the same darg
If he says that u aint bro
Have a little pretty picture printed on ur Gravestone
We gon bring some bitches have a party here tonight
Those bitches for ma niggas got ma queen right by my side
Im cruising thru ma city heated seats while i get high
Said she never met a nigga like me ever in her life
All ma niggas locked down
A wing shut down
If you step in scrubs youll see dem diamonds in my dons mouths
Top 6 crash gang
Mayo robbing cash vans
Probably worth his weight in gold
And never paid the tax man
Yeah das ma nigga they just locked him in the gutter
We grew up from some yungens i tell people hes ma brudda
He never missed a single sunday dinner at my mammas
We grind it thru the winter
Then we link up in the summer
We had to hustle thru the jungle stripping trees to get to paper
I rolled round wid da baddest and dun dirt to keep my Name up
I dont believe religion i aint prayin to no saviour
Ma bitch is super bad and plus she bouji like sarayna
I wanted money and diamond rings
Drop to foreigns Designer things
Pull up on em wid sum tighter rims
Although i tell all of ma niggas stay safe
Ma nigga just got out of jail and got to work the same day
Im tryna scrape abit of paper off this day line
They ask me questions bout ma music but it Takes time
F*ck a middle man im tryna be the main guy
Overload ma baggage for this trip im bout to take flight Yeah yeah yeah
From the jump we learnt some lessons from the start
But we still might beat dat wammi wid no mask
Yeah i f*ck her wid my hood on
Im busy up in killi wid ma dargs
Mama always knew the friends that wouldnt last
And looking back i woulda told myself to slow down
Back then i didnt know but look i know now
Repping for ma home town
Im sick of all dese niggas dey got no sound
And they aint moving no where like they snow bound
We gon bring sum bitches to dis party have a tun up
And she gon shake her booty for ma niggas till the sun up
Dis little nigga patient steady waiting for his come up
Dont f*ck around and sleep cause he might creep round wid his gun up
Yeah das ma nigga they just locked him in the gutter
We grew up from some yungens i tell people hes ma brudda
He never missed a single sunday dinner at my mammas
We grind it thru the winter
Then we link up in the summer
We had to hustle thru the jungle stripping trees to get to paper
I rolled round wid da baddest and dun dirt to keep my Name up
I dont believe religion i aint prayin to no saviour
Ma bitch is super bad and plus she bouji like sarayna