Culture West Lyrics

I call TMoney if I need a hand

I know he armed

He don't need a plan

Five-ten niggas pop out of a van

We bring the heat

Sense you niggas is fans

Back in 09 I was trapping in vans

Can't front the work

Need it all in advance

Cause I ain't have shit

Just some juugs and some scams

Pray for the day true religion my pants

My cousin is gone I looked up to him

Chin to the sky I look up to him

If niggas move goofy it's up for him

If you think that I'm lacking

I'm tucking em

I ain't a killer just trynna survive

I done been thru some shit

Wasnt pose to survive

I ain't sure bout tomorrow

But now I'm alive

So I live for the moment

I'm ready to die, yea

I wasn't promise tomorrow

So I gotta live for today

I work too hard for my spot

So I can't just give it away

It ain't a go if I ain't getting paid

You ain't been shining

They ain't throw shade

Niggas send shots

Mine send shot at ya braids

You niggas send shots

Mine send shots at the waves

I think I'm better than niggas

I'm sorry

But that's just the truth of it all

I do it better than em

If I ever didn't then I'm losing it all

They pray that I lose when I fall

But act like they knew I'd evolve

I'm straight at the neck like a halls

So official I'm making the calls

I'm proud of me

Got that bad energy

Up out of me

I spit in the face

Of this who doubted me

Use to split the rent

My momma proud of me

Am I gods son

Or am I satans greatest prodigy

Tell ya bitch to blow me like a candle

I been spitting like a mf camel

Who ya favorite rapper

Ima smoke him like a camel

All you gangster rappers

Really sweeter than some caramel

I niggas with a passion

Whole life like a movie

You be acting

Niggas on the gram more than bitches

Posting captions

Broke it down in grams

Had to flip it like a fraction

Niggas don't post bout that tho

Niggas don't pose bout the

Roaches and the rats tho

Pops on drugs

First bitch was a crack hoe

Peanut butter jelly

Was a meal

But it slapped tho

All my haters know what's up

Bitch I'll fuck you up

I got a chip on my shoulder

The size of Texas

Don't be texting me

About no bullshit

I shoot my shot

Almost any woman

Know I'm coming at her

With a full clip

I shoot my shot

I ain't missing nothing

Kicking every door

I leave the hinges busted

Ima let em see me

So they know I'm coming

I been drippin on em

I don't know a plumber

I don't did it on em

That is such a bummer

I been taking over

I don't wait for summer