Verse
Yeah
Where the henny, i need me grease
Post up like tbt
n#gg#s know, they can’t be me
Was in a 04, riding on e
Im gripping my gun when i lay, uh
Can’t put my trust in the fake, uh
Smoking on za to the face, uh
I had to get out the way
N*ggas know i can’t be stopped
Every record i got on hot’s
Every blick i got gon pop!
Her friend ain’t coming to watch
They wanna f*ck me, they feening
I ain’t the type, thats gone take her to neiman’s
Spent 100 nites dreaming
Told me to check the dm, but i seen it
Hold on! aye! i gotta bag, yeah
Bro gone! aye! living to fast, yeah
I needed love and i needed convincing
You was just worried about video vixens
I’m in the hood gotta walk with a smif-n
Lost to much, got a lot on my mental
Chorus
I think i changed aliddle! uh
Got out my ways aliddle! uh
Still feel that pain aliddle! uh
I did not make aliddle! uh
I wasn’t raised a killer, uh
But i can’t wait to hit em, uh
Streets be changing n*ggas, uh
And it’s the same wit us
Verse
Everything i touch, gold like midas
I’m with the gang and its murder for hire
I’m on the block and it’s right by the hydrant
Pop out the whip put the blick on the tire
I’m with the n#gg#s women desire
If i’m in the spot, then i got invited
See me in person, she thinks that i’m enticing
Ain’t gotta gun, i’m gone beat you like
I came a long way from the pain
Bend blocks still feel the same
Every n*gga round miscellan
I could care less about the fame
Why these n#gg#s looking at the chain
I’ll still up it in a way
I’ll still buck a n*gga face
And drop a ticket on some real estate
Move like a general
f#ck the net we don’t do no subliminals
They can’t be the ones i listen to
I count 100 thousand in my living room
I was sitting in a pool of blood
Bro gone he ain’t moving on
Same story feel like all of the guys
So tell me what they really doing for us
My n#gg#s never made
So it’s only right i gotta make it
I was sitting in the matrix
Now it’s big body whipping a spaceship
It was all in the making
Bossed up, but it wasn’t contagious
Everybody wanna play me
Say you love me, why the f#ck you ain’t raise me (nooo)
Chorus
I think i changed aliddle! uh
Got out my ways aliddle! uh
Still feel that pain aliddle! uh
I did not make aliddle! uh
I wasn’t raised a killer, uh
But i can’t wait to hit em, uh
Streets be changing n*ggas, uh
And it’s the same wit us
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Quan Rite Lyrics – Aliddle