Riot Lyrics

Quit that shit but I might face a wood and hit up Zion

And I died and came back to life was beautiful I was cryin

I just hop up on these beats cause when in public I be quiet

Fuck tryna start a movement I been tryna start a riot

For the trap I would die, all I had

For the trap I would give it all I had

Touch some fuckin money foo you boutta go out sad

Touch the fuckin money boy you boutta go out sad

Touch some fuckin money

Touch some fuckin money

Touch some fuckin money for the trap I'd throw it all

Touch some fuckin money for the trap I'd blow it all

Walk into the function tuck the stick down in my pants

I can't even lie when I dropped him did my dance

I ain't never sip no yellow shoutout brodie shoutout Xan

When I was growing up I ain't have shit so I give it all I

When I was growing up I ain't have shit so Im giving it all I can

Boutta give it all I got, til I make it to the top

Shit I do this shit for Pac, shit I do this shit for Sev

Man I feel like fuckin Pac, bandana on my head

Bandana on my face, see the life, wanna taste

On my thugger shit quit dropping all that music get no plays

We can tussle with it drop the strap like say that to my face

I ain't, I ain't lying

I done quit that shit but I might face a wood and hit up Zion

And I died and came back to life was beautiful I was cryin

I just hop up on these beats cause when in public I be quiet

Fuck tryna start a movement I been tryna start a riot

Riot