Freshest prince Lyrics

East side of Baltimore, born and raised North and Collington, where I spent most of my days

Chillin' out hoopin', playing ball on the block

Ridin' bikes, shootin' dice, hittin' cars with the rocks

We was a couple of goons, we was up to no good

Started slingin' iron in niggas' neighborhoods

I got in one shootout and my mother just panicked She like, you movin' with your uncle onion down in Atlanta

I'm like, ma, I'm tryna blick a nigga I'm tryna zip a nigga, tell a joke and get his ass popped

Will Smith a nigga, fell in love with glocks, but I still Will

Smith a nigga, stomach shot pop, make him shake it like a Philly nigga

We gettin' gritty with it, hit him from the spine up

Wasn't in the streets, died before he got to sign up

Petty with a pussy, I'm like, bitch, make your mind up

You fuckin' me or not? Cuz bitch, you holdin' the line up

Green tips inna blick, I be on my slime shit

Bumpin King Von, why I'm fuckin' on my slime bitch

Magician with the head in the bed doin' mind tricks

I don't even walk up to the door, I'm like, bye, bitch

This is a story all about how I caught him comin' out the house

Walked his stupid ass down, he was quick, though

Bangin' a blick, but I missed, though

Brody chased him on feet and I'm screamin' like, get yo

Then he finally bent the corner, I'm thinkin' I hit yo

Coulda got him, but I start hearin' sirens, the whip slow

Stopped firing, hopped in then told the driver to get low

Coulda got him, but I start hearin' sirens, the whip slow

Stopped firing, hopped in then told the driver to get low

East side of Baltimore, born and raised

North of Collinton, where I spent most of my days

Chillin' out hooping', playin' ball on the block

Ridin' bikes, shootin' dice, hittin' cars with the rocks

We was a couple of goons , we was up to no good

Started slingin' out of niggas' neighborhoods

I got in one shootout and my mother just panicked

She like, you movin' with your uncle onion down in Atlanta