(Intro)
Uh huh bow uh huh yo lets go
Chillin in the hood wit the killas dealers and hustlas
b#tches on the side be trippin because they love us
Didn’t want me then but want me cuz of the come up
I don’t wanna hear it I tell her to shut the f#ck up
I be on the grind I was saying this all the time
Missing all the vibes I knew I was next in line
Rapping wit a chip on my shoulder bottom line
Is I was meant to shine and get paid to rhyme
Crime is increasing summer time vibe you know that be the reason
The time of the season
Hot as hell feeling like a demon
Ready to rob the church the pastor and deacon
Gimmie the loot I got kids I gotta feed and
Ready to deal with the consequences of a heathen
Just pray that I don’t drop dead and stop breathing I gotta go
I need a bad #ss b#tch to hold it down
To keep me above water and make sure I don’t drown
Ignore all the haters and shut down the clowns
And represent the team that I built from the ground
And gotta love the fact that she straight from the town
Reese in the corner prince pulling up wit the weed and the burner
Mingo on deck wit pastillitos and coronas
But only on the west he be hanging wit the stoners the greeks and the owners
Dev on a mission Audi block whippin
Yung budd crodi crippin
Junie in the bronx scott dowa in the kitchen
Skate and bam got the podcast going wicked
Jizzle all over the world djin n#gg# you made it
Tyler o t going crazy
All of my n#gg#s is out the bink we wavy
And im about to take this rap sh#t and go crazy
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