They said I'm gifted,
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it, but I'm not tweakin tho
I always wonder why these opps always hate
They smile in your face, but they eatin' off Your plate
They said they run my city, but that's just talk Though
I remember old days, runnin' from 5-0
I was on the block, a nigga juggin', servin
Fiends
Always had that cup of Sprite, a nigga addicted
To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my momma Cried to me
"She told me Son up in these streets, these
Niggas switch up for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
And one up to the leg,
Then one up to his face
I'ma empty out this whole glizz until I see his
Brains
And my shooters stayin' focused when we run In his place
We could hop up in the whip and then my niggas do the race
When we dashin' from the Jakes,
(Yeah)
Dashin' from the Jakes,
(Yeah)
Dashin' from the Jakes,
(They just said I'm gifted)
Dashin' from the Jakes, (yeah)
They said I'm gifted,
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it,
But I'm not tweakin tho
I always wonder why these opps always hate
They smile in your face,
But they eatin' off your plate
They said they run my city,
But that's just talk though
I remember old days,
Runnin' from 5-0
I was on the block, a nigga juggin', servin
Fiends
Always had that cup of sprite, a nigga addicted To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my momma Cried to me
"She told me, son, up in these streets, these
Niggas search up for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
And one up to the leg,
Then one up to his face
I'ma empty out this whole glizz until I see
His brains
And my shooters stayin' focused when we run In his place
We could hop up in the whip and then my
Niggas do the race
When we dashin' from the jigs
I just got my shawty, a new Birkin
She said "she love me, and nobody ever treat
Me like you do"
She said "it feel like voodoo"
"I hate it when we arguin' and shit"
I gotta screw loose
They said I'm gifted,
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it,
But I'm not tweakin tho
And they call me a prodigy
When I'm up in these streets
If These niggas talkin' bout the Lava,
Then we bring the heat
They said they run my city
But that's just talk though
I remember old days,
Runnin' from 5-0 I was on the block, a nigga Juggin', servin fiends
Always had that cup of sprite, a nigga addicted To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my mama cried
To me
"She told me, son, up in these streets, these
Niggas search out for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
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They said I'm gifted,
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it, but I'm not tweakin tho
I always wonder why these opps always hate
They smile in your face, but they eatin' off Your plate
They said they run my city, but that's just talk Though
I remember old days, runnin' from 5-0
I was on the block, a nigga juggin', servin
Fiends
Always had that cup of Sprite, a nigga addicted
To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my momma Cried to me
"She told me Son up in these streets, these
Niggas switch up for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
And one up to the leg,
Then one up to his face
I'ma empty out this whole glizz until I see his
Brains
And my shooters stayin' focused when we run In his place
We could hop up in the whip and then my niggas do the race
When we dashin' from the Jakes,
(Yeah)
Dashin' from the Jakes,
(Yeah)
Dashin' from the Jakes,
(They just said I'm gifted)
Dashin' from the Jakes, (yeah)
They said I'm gifted,
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it,
But I'm not tweakin tho
I always wonder why these opps always hate
They smile in your face,
But they eatin' off your plate
They said they run my city,
But that's just talk though
I remember old days,
Runnin' from 5-0
I was on the block, a nigga juggin', servin
Fiends
Always had that cup of sprite, a nigga addicted To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my momma Cried to me
"She told me, son, up in these streets, these
Niggas search up for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
And one up to the leg,
Then one up to his face
I'ma empty out this whole glizz until I see
His brains
And my shooters stayin' focused when we run In his place
We could hop up in the whip and then my
Niggas do the race
When we dashin' from the jigs
I just got my shawty, a new Birkin
She said "she love me, and nobody ever treat
Me like you do"
She said "it feel like voodoo"
"I hate it when we arguin' and shit"
I gotta screw loose
They said I'm gifted,
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it,
But I'm not tweakin tho
And they call me a prodigy
When I'm up in these streets
If These niggas talkin' bout the Lava,
Then we bring the heat
They said they run my city
But that's just talk though
I remember old days,
Runnin' from 5-0 I was on the block, a nigga Juggin', servin fiends
Always had that cup of sprite, a nigga addicted To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my mama cried
To me
"She told me, son, up in these streets, these
Niggas search out for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it, but I'm not tweakin tho
I always wonder why these opps always hate
They smile in your face, but they eatin' off Your plate
They said they run my city, but that's just talk Though
I remember old days, runnin' from 5-0
I was on the block, a nigga juggin', servin
Fiends
Always had that cup of Sprite, a nigga addicted
To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my momma Cried to me
"She told me Son up in these streets, these
Niggas switch up for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
And one up to the leg,
Then one up to his face
I'ma empty out this whole glizz until I see his
Brains
And my shooters stayin' focused when we run In his place
We could hop up in the whip and then my niggas do the race
When we dashin' from the Jakes,
(Yeah)
Dashin' from the Jakes,
(Yeah)
Dashin' from the Jakes,
(They just said I'm gifted)
Dashin' from the Jakes, (yeah)
They said I'm gifted,
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it,
But I'm not tweakin tho
I always wonder why these opps always hate
They smile in your face,
But they eatin' off your plate
They said they run my city,
But that's just talk though
I remember old days,
Runnin' from 5-0
I was on the block, a nigga juggin', servin
Fiends
Always had that cup of sprite, a nigga addicted To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my momma Cried to me
"She told me, son, up in these streets, these
Niggas search up for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
And one up to the leg,
Then one up to his face
I'ma empty out this whole glizz until I see
His brains
And my shooters stayin' focused when we run In his place
We could hop up in the whip and then my
Niggas do the race
When we dashin' from the jigs
I just got my shawty, a new Birkin
She said "she love me, and nobody ever treat
Me like you do"
She said "it feel like voodoo"
"I hate it when we arguin' and shit"
I gotta screw loose
They said I'm gifted,
I won a week ago
And then I flipped it,
But I'm not tweakin tho
And they call me a prodigy
When I'm up in these streets
If These niggas talkin' bout the Lava,
Then we bring the heat
They said they run my city
But that's just talk though
I remember old days,
Runnin' from 5-0 I was on the block, a nigga Juggin', servin fiends
Always had that cup of sprite, a nigga addicted To lean
Only reason I came up is cause my mama cried
To me
"She told me, son, up in these streets, these
Niggas search out for some beef"
Told her "sorry momma, I ain't even mean to
Make you stress"
"If a nigga run up on me, he gon' catch one
To the chest"
Writer: Bluntz PackzUp
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