Sad for a Minute Lyrics

Talk yo shit Velly

Riding down my opps block with the windows tinted

Still gotta ride low cause they bitch up in it

Kept my shoes tied can't have them boys catch me tripping

Wasn't fucking with me back then you gone hate to see me winning

Long time coming from alma eating chicken noodle soup

I'm going to make sure this getting money shit ain't nothing new

Cause what's the point of winning if I can't do that shit with my crew

Snakes in the grass wack em' down boy i ain't no fool

Punched in to the stu boy it's time to make a hit

Two years ago if i was talking punches i was talking about a kit

Two years ago me and dezz was punching chrome off the ricks

Bro came steak but we still used to ramen in the crib

We came from nothing so all we know is how to grind

Used to the shadows so my momma always told me imma shine

They was bound to switch up i could tell it all just by they vibe

Nose never grew look where they at now tell me that I'm lying

You can't do that cause I'm not

I remember me and my sister vividly helping cuz whip the pot

Fought so much it was funny

How much she had to tell us to stop

Nigga, but we turnt now

Can't be fucking on my old hoes cause all them bitches burnt now

Trizzy called me like where you at i got some plays out of town

Dog talking hot some hotter shit a make em' cool down

Selling in the opps hood, yea I'm out of bounds

Fifty on fifty damn this bitch got hell of rounds

Walking niggas down bird box style can't make a sound

Getting dizzy cause my whole life been a turn around

Painted amiri jeans dog these bitches look picasso made

Whole gang look like colored sharks with all this different bape

Bitch asking me to change her body she don't like her shape

Quick to run to it when i hear money that's why I'm so in shape

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