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  • Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
  • Year of Release:2024

Lyrics

Tell me why as a kid I could feel it

Now a young nigga grown I don't feel shit

Free my nigga out the jam for that killing

He's been gone 5 years and he barely got a sentence


Tired of the bitches, tired of the hoes

I'm done being a villain, you've been fucking on my bros

We came from rags to riches, why we smoking all this dope

Girl get up off that pole, put them feet back on that floor


Luh$in, Tell me why as a kid I could feel it

Now a young nigga grown I don't feel shit

Free my nigga out the jam for that killing

He's been gone 5 years and he barely got a sentence


Tired of the bitches, tired of the hoes

I'm done being a villain, you been fucking on my bros

We came from rags to riches, why we smoking all this dope

Girl get up off that pole, put them feet back on that floor


Had to shout out to D, cause you know where I'm from

Young nigga and we fighting, don't even pass me no gun

I grew up fighting in the school, I've been catching my ones

I punch a nigga in his face and I'm leaving him stunned


Leaving him dizzy,

Now a nigga running back to the crib and he shitty

Was in the third grade, the first time I sucked on some titties

I always had a lot of sense, so they calling me 50

All the model hoes, now they wanna fuck with me


Get a bag now and flip it, send it back to my bros

Free my nigga locked down know he just up the road

They caught my nigga on surveillance runnin away with the pole

They tryna lock him down and throw away the key til he old


I ain't going,

if nigga ain't got the strap and he ain't blowing

We hopping off a jet, remember walking off the Boeing

Like a pretty bitch that listen, but I don't be too controlling


Gone and pass the remote

All black skied up in the back, I'm emo

Pussy boy on my line, he been begging for the smoke

I'm trying to scratch told my bro, he can carry the pole

I ain't gon' say the rest, but it's blood on the floor


All yall niggas some hoes, the way y'all ran off

They said they was gangsta, they ain't wanna have no standoff

Real player baby, I ain't never beg to take no pants off

Shawty know I beat it up like Ray Rice without the hand off


Tell me why as a kid I could feel it

Now a young nigga grown, I don't feel shit

Free my nigga out the jam for that killing

He been gone five years and he barely got a sentence


Tired of bitches, tired of the hoes

I'm done being a villain, you been fucking on my bros

We came from rags to riches why we smoking all this dope

Girl get up off that pole, put them feet back on that floor


I tried to love these hoes, but they did me bad

I aint whining to my bros, ain't gon' sit around sad

bossed up on most these niggas, went and got me a bag

Sometimes I sit and reminisce about my crazy-ass past


All alone, did it by myself

Every time I walk in, bitches say I got a smell

I don't know if it's Givenchy or the Packs that's in the mail

Cuz I just came from the trap, we put them bowls on the scale


Had to flip it make it back, when I flip, don't need no front

Why you all up in my pockets like the first of the month?

Tryna see that kitty cat, but you like a chipmunk

You ain't tryna hear shit if I ain't talking bout nuttin


Blowin' the Runtz, smell like a skunk

Know that we been smoking all day can't even get up

Got her takin out my trash, got my junk in the trunk

I ain't never trust a nigga, gotta keep my door shut


Gotta keep me a lock

If you running in, get busted I aint calling no cops

Like the 4th of July, neighbors hearin' the pops

Granny went to check the calendar, it's not what she thought


Nigga, it's December 8th,

Grew up on them skates

Hottest in the city, ain't nobody wanna race

Shawty said she had a n***a, but she want me take his place

I would never trust that hoe, that bitch just did it in my face


What the fuck do you need?

It's what you ask

So I said, I need a bitch with a lot of ass

Get the green, just like Jasmine,

or Yasmine, Nigga that's me, nigga ask me

You fuck on Ashley? nigga want smoke, hit in his spleen

And in his back, and the niggaa mad

Cuz he found out that his shawty got cracked

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