Born And Raised Lyrics

She say he a opp, I don't fuck with him

Bro, punch a ticket, I'ma rock with him

All fifties in his pocket, got the power with him

It's too much, bitch, you gotta depart

Cover got a bitch, it don't need art

Send a couple shots and he liftin' up

Run it back, we ain't trippin', got it from the mud

Hold it right there, bro, I got a gun

Give me all your shit, bro, you better not run

Take your last shot, go and finish up

That's the all black, I got it tinted up

Automatic, they don't want my static up

Chillin' in the back and they feelin' up

You want it back, get it back in blood

I pray for only mine, I been in the cut, yeah

I spray for only mine, caught him in the cut, yeah

Oh you outside, I'ma blick em up, yeah

Say what you did, bro, I seen you run, yeah

Send a couple shots and he liftin' up

Run it back, we ain't trippin', got it from the mud

Hold it right there, bro, I got a gun

Give me all your shit, bro, you better not run

Take your last shot, go and finish up

That's the all black, I got it tinted up

Automatic, they don't want my static up

Steppin' on my toes then I stand them up

They want smoke till we catch him and we hang em' up

They wanna smoke till we catch him, throw him in the mud

And if you ask who the richest bitch we are

Bitch, you ain't bad, I saw you went to DR

I got three Gs for my team and PR

I keep it real with my bros like it's VR

I pray for only mine, I been in the cut, yeah

I spray for only mine, caught him in the cut, yeah

Oh you outside, I'ma blick em up, yeah

Say what you did, bro, I seen you run, yeah