Same day I turned 18
Wake up calls
They came to me
Smashed glass in my homies front seat
They open they back pack
See it clear
It's a piece
Then I froze
Shit
What I'm really supposed to do
Should I charge
Throw a rock
What if I had a burner too
Throw away a couple lives
For nothing near as valuable
Watch these dudes turn on themselves
Shit ain't even gotta end they crew
About to hit up dinner for the bday
Bro gotta make a sale
No stress I ain't gon be late
A couple kids hop in the car check out the jar
Figured they checking mistakes
Ain't too bizarre
Til they hop out
And I look up
Lanky stupid looking f*cker
Ain't just no runner
Threw his knee into the Audi
What a stunner
Glass shattered
Homie bleeding something gnarly
Hopping out quick
Now they dudes don't wanna party
Pulling straps out they knaps
Don't think it's real honestly
But aye am I gon find out
Probably not brodie sorry
Caught up with those kids later
Shatter they bumper and window
Plus we robbing em
Get backs ain't always quite so simple
Staking out some cribs
And work then we get ghost
Set up another deal with the kid
He friends with lil bro
But when we went to look in his slick
Shit was empty
Him and his homies crying
In the piss soaked front seat
Same day I turned 18
Wake up calls
They came to me
Smashed glass in my homies front seat
They open they back pack
See it clear
It's a piece
Then I froze
Shit
What I'm really supposed to do
Should I charge
Throw a rock
What if I had a burner too
Throw away a couple lives
For nothing near as valuable
Watch these dudes turn on themselves
Shit ain't even gotta end they crew
Maybe this selling shit
Really
It ain't for me
Barely making much f*cking bread
Whipping up and down the street
Flip a o or 2 a week
Long as I wasn't moving slow
Out every damn night
I deserve a little gold
Right right right
Maybe not
Rolling up a joint
The size of a empire
Finally said I'm done
Im giving up that life
Couple years later
Something happened on
Same kids that robbed me and
Tried to do another lick
I don't think it went they way
Half ounce of dro
Or something small like that
But still not surprised the Vic
Would pull out they gat
Told them suckers give it back
Or he be forced to shoot
I guess they kept tryna run
Wouldn't give up they stolen loot
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Same day I turned 18
Wake up calls
They came to me
Smashed glass in my homies front seat
They open they back pack
See it clear
It's a piece
Then I froze
Shit
What I'm really supposed to do
Should I charge
Throw a rock
What if I had a burner too
Throw away a couple lives
For nothing near as valuable
Watch these dudes turn on themselves
Shit ain't even gotta end they crew
About to hit up dinner for the bday
Bro gotta make a sale
No stress I ain't gon be late
A couple kids hop in the car check out the jar
Figured they checking mistakes
Ain't too bizarre
Til they hop out
And I look up
Lanky stupid looking f*cker
Ain't just no runner
Threw his knee into the Audi
What a stunner
Glass shattered
Homie bleeding something gnarly
Hopping out quick
Now they dudes don't wanna party
Pulling straps out they knaps
Don't think it's real honestly
But aye am I gon find out
Probably not brodie sorry
Caught up with those kids later
Shatter they bumper and window
Plus we robbing em
Get backs ain't always quite so simple
Staking out some cribs
And work then we get ghost
Set up another deal with the kid
He friends with lil bro
But when we went to look in his slick
Shit was empty
Him and his homies crying
In the piss soaked front seat
Same day I turned 18
Wake up calls
They came to me
Smashed glass in my homies front seat
They open they back pack
See it clear
It's a piece
Then I froze
Shit
What I'm really supposed to do
Should I charge
Throw a rock
What if I had a burner too
Throw away a couple lives
For nothing near as valuable
Watch these dudes turn on themselves
Shit ain't even gotta end they crew
Maybe this selling shit
Really
It ain't for me
Barely making much f*cking bread
Whipping up and down the street
Flip a o or 2 a week
Long as I wasn't moving slow
Out every damn night
I deserve a little gold
Right right right
Maybe not
Rolling up a joint
The size of a empire
Finally said I'm done
Im giving up that life
Couple years later
Something happened on
Same kids that robbed me and
Tried to do another lick
I don't think it went they way
Half ounce of dro
Or something small like that
But still not surprised the Vic
Would pull out they gat
Told them suckers give it back
Or he be forced to shoot
I guess they kept tryna run
Wouldn't give up they stolen loot
Wake up calls
They came to me
Smashed glass in my homies front seat
They open they back pack
See it clear
It's a piece
Then I froze
Shit
What I'm really supposed to do
Should I charge
Throw a rock
What if I had a burner too
Throw away a couple lives
For nothing near as valuable
Watch these dudes turn on themselves
Shit ain't even gotta end they crew
About to hit up dinner for the bday
Bro gotta make a sale
No stress I ain't gon be late
A couple kids hop in the car check out the jar
Figured they checking mistakes
Ain't too bizarre
Til they hop out
And I look up
Lanky stupid looking f*cker
Ain't just no runner
Threw his knee into the Audi
What a stunner
Glass shattered
Homie bleeding something gnarly
Hopping out quick
Now they dudes don't wanna party
Pulling straps out they knaps
Don't think it's real honestly
But aye am I gon find out
Probably not brodie sorry
Caught up with those kids later
Shatter they bumper and window
Plus we robbing em
Get backs ain't always quite so simple
Staking out some cribs
And work then we get ghost
Set up another deal with the kid
He friends with lil bro
But when we went to look in his slick
Shit was empty
Him and his homies crying
In the piss soaked front seat
Same day I turned 18
Wake up calls
They came to me
Smashed glass in my homies front seat
They open they back pack
See it clear
It's a piece
Then I froze
Shit
What I'm really supposed to do
Should I charge
Throw a rock
What if I had a burner too
Throw away a couple lives
For nothing near as valuable
Watch these dudes turn on themselves
Shit ain't even gotta end they crew
Maybe this selling shit
Really
It ain't for me
Barely making much f*cking bread
Whipping up and down the street
Flip a o or 2 a week
Long as I wasn't moving slow
Out every damn night
I deserve a little gold
Right right right
Maybe not
Rolling up a joint
The size of a empire
Finally said I'm done
Im giving up that life
Couple years later
Something happened on
Same kids that robbed me and
Tried to do another lick
I don't think it went they way
Half ounce of dro
Or something small like that
But still not surprised the Vic
Would pull out they gat
Told them suckers give it back
Or he be forced to shoot
I guess they kept tryna run
Wouldn't give up they stolen loot
Writer: Alex Pruyn
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