Nobody Taught Me ft. $!ckBoy Lyrics

Ay man, shout out to all my kraxks in the chain gang

That Boy Scarface, Squirt, Snakebite, Weezy G, Bolo G

That's my, just stay down cause that shit finna come back up

Boy shout out Lil Klayko, shout out G7

Boy Twist and Young Fetty, Black Will

Boy Anthony, Storm, Josh

Sick boy, Baakwoodz in this bitch

And my brother Belair Seven

I used to dream about making a mill

Never taking no deal

I would wake up always chasing that money

Hustling hard nothing less than a hundred

Serving up twenties and fifties of midget

A half pound a day like I call myself Gettin it

Upgrade to onions and cuties of kush

It was always exotic, No Reggie Bush

If you want it, I got it just Text me an Addy

Give me ten minutes to get it all ready

I'ma swing by, catch a play on the fly

Just pushing my Honda like that bitch a caddie.

I'm 21 with a big 45

I'm 22 with a big 38

My zodiac sign was born as a cancer

And I keep a Taurus with big nickel plates

Ain't have no license bitch, I wasn't stopping

Fuck the police, tell them hoes to get off me

High speed pursuit, while my bitch gave me toppy

Cause nobody taught me about going out softly

Nobody taught me about keeping it real

You next to get peeled

If you ain't with it, get out the picture

And move out the way for your blood'll get spilled

But nobody taught me about keeping it real

You next to get peeled

If you ain't with it, then get out the picture

And move out the way for your blood'll get spilled

But nobody taught me about keeping it real

You next to get peeled

If you ain't with it, then get out the picture

And move out the way for your blood'll get spilled

Fuck the police man I hate me a rat

They snitching like Ricky gets shot in the back

Ain't no penitentiary or drugs in my system

Gonna get me so twisted that I'm acting like that

Y'all crackers are broke and you needing a sack

Needing a reason to bring it all back

These junkies be bumping me say that they love me but I'm building in silence so no one attacks

There ain't no one who wants war with us

Who the fuck really want smoke with us

Telling my little bitch to sober up

All this purple shit you know we rolling up

All that I knew was the trap get you killed

But the shit that they saying is trap isn't real

Cuz ain't nobody talking when pistols get popping

Ain't nobody taught me how to keep it real

Bitch, nobody taught me about keeping it real

You next to get peeled

If you ain't with it, then get out the picture

And move out the way for your blood'll get spilled

But nobody taught me about keeping it real

You next to get peeled

If you ain't with it, then get out the picture

And move out the way for your blood'll get spilled

And move out the way for your blood to get spilled

And move out the way for your blood to get spilled