It's a storm in the streets so you gotta keep a heater
I took another breath so I thank the lord Jesus
All this bread so heavy I keep bag on me
Couples niggas envy turned bad on me
Shit
I need wrap it make sure Throw it in a trunk
Ima keep it on me nigga I ain't never been punk
So I noticed they turned into gold plated
I was out in them streets was
Cold waiten
Bet my life gon finish as a legend
If I die I'm a die with my weapon
Cus Who gon really ride 4 youu nigga a lesson
So I'm ridin solo in a stolo
You don't wanna f*ck with me nigga so long
So I'm on patron nigga yeah I'm so on
Cus you ain't hada flip a p just to make a move
You ain't wit you crew so whatcha finna do
Now I'm on that boss shit
Heavys ps like it's cross fit
I didn't need your deal so I f*cked around toss it
If you ain't about that cheese nigga you better stay on yo feet
Bad bitch keep sayin I'm on
I ain't pop pill nigga but I sware im gone
I done helped a couple niggas but they still did wrong
Now they see coming up they tryin hop on song
I ain't need feature nigga I done starve on own
Where was y'all niggas I didn't have a home
It was Straight to mail when I called y'all niggas phone
I don't need Robbin jeans (nigga)
Everywhere go I'm so clean (wit it)
30 on G and the beam (nigga)
Four a ounce so it can me lean (wit it)
I'm from the bay yadda yadda mean
You ain't been through seen what I seen
Coped the German rt out the streets
F*ck a coupe need room for my team
Real niggas reconize real
And we don't know u
And ima carry my hammer like im pose to
And I'm just flexin on niggas went to my old school
Always leave that shit to the birds but they get sold too
Yea
You ain't safe anymore
You think this shit a game We ain't gone play anymore
Find where u resside I can't even wait anymore
I swear when my niggas catch u y'all gone hate me some more
I stay tucked like blue do wit his paws
I make her head go up down like she do when she nod
Got her workin 9-5 Issa full time job
She been hustlin all day She need a 2 minute pause
Ain't no question no stressin but boy I'm about mine
I heard u niggas bustin ya straps boy it's about time
Grab a 40 sit back and watch me count mine
No bands offa ditch I'm wasting my damn time
F*ck the bitch then I'm sending her back to Shang hai
Flip his whip wit them goons and they throw in Gang signs
3 hoes and I'm feedin em all the same lies
Game winner I'm uppin scores when the game tied
Bad bitch keep sayin I'm on
I ain't pop pill nigga but I sware im gone
I done helped a couple niggas but they still did wrong
Now they see coming up they tryin hop on song
I ain't need feature nigga I done starve on own
Where was y'all niggas I didn't have a home
It was Straight to mail when I called y'all niggas phone
I don't need Robbin jeans (nigga)
Everywhere go I'm so clean (wit it)
30 on G and the beam (nigga)
Four a ounce so it can me lean (wit it)
I'm from the bay yadda yadda mean
You ain't been through seen what I seen
Coped the German rt out the streets
F*ck a coupe need room for my team
DrummaBoySosi - Fugazi (feat. DrummaboySean) Lyrics
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It's a storm in the streets so you gotta keep a heater
I took another breath so I thank the lord Jesus
All this bread so heavy I keep bag on me
Couples niggas envy turned bad on me
Shit
I need wrap it make sure Throw it in a trunk
Ima keep it on me nigga I ain't never been punk
So I noticed they turned into gold plated
I was out in them streets was
Cold waiten
Bet my life gon finish as a legend
If I die I'm a die with my weapon
Cus Who gon really ride 4 youu nigga a lesson
So I'm ridin solo in a stolo
You don't wanna f*ck with me nigga so long
So I'm on patron nigga yeah I'm so on
Cus you ain't hada flip a p just to make a move
You ain't wit you crew so whatcha finna do
Now I'm on that boss shit
Heavys ps like it's cross fit
I didn't need your deal so I f*cked around toss it
If you ain't about that cheese nigga you better stay on yo feet
Bad bitch keep sayin I'm on
I ain't pop pill nigga but I sware im gone
I done helped a couple niggas but they still did wrong
Now they see coming up they tryin hop on song
I ain't need feature nigga I done starve on own
Where was y'all niggas I didn't have a home
It was Straight to mail when I called y'all niggas phone
I don't need Robbin jeans (nigga)
Everywhere go I'm so clean (wit it)
30 on G and the beam (nigga)
Four a ounce so it can me lean (wit it)
I'm from the bay yadda yadda mean
You ain't been through seen what I seen
Coped the German rt out the streets
F*ck a coupe need room for my team
Real niggas reconize real
And we don't know u
And ima carry my hammer like im pose to
And I'm just flexin on niggas went to my old school
Always leave that shit to the birds but they get sold too
Yea
You ain't safe anymore
You think this shit a game We ain't gone play anymore
Find where u resside I can't even wait anymore
I swear when my niggas catch u y'all gone hate me some more
I stay tucked like blue do wit his paws
I make her head go up down like she do when she nod
Got her workin 9-5 Issa full time job
She been hustlin all day She need a 2 minute pause
Ain't no question no stressin but boy I'm about mine
I heard u niggas bustin ya straps boy it's about time
Grab a 40 sit back and watch me count mine
No bands offa ditch I'm wasting my damn time
F*ck the bitch then I'm sending her back to Shang hai
Flip his whip wit them goons and they throw in Gang signs
3 hoes and I'm feedin em all the same lies
Game winner I'm uppin scores when the game tied
Bad bitch keep sayin I'm on
I ain't pop pill nigga but I sware im gone
I done helped a couple niggas but they still did wrong
Now they see coming up they tryin hop on song
I ain't need feature nigga I done starve on own
Where was y'all niggas I didn't have a home
It was Straight to mail when I called y'all niggas phone
I don't need Robbin jeans (nigga)
Everywhere go I'm so clean (wit it)
30 on G and the beam (nigga)
Four a ounce so it can me lean (wit it)
I'm from the bay yadda yadda mean
You ain't been through seen what I seen
Coped the German rt out the streets
F*ck a coupe need room for my team
I took another breath so I thank the lord Jesus
All this bread so heavy I keep bag on me
Couples niggas envy turned bad on me
Shit
I need wrap it make sure Throw it in a trunk
Ima keep it on me nigga I ain't never been punk
So I noticed they turned into gold plated
I was out in them streets was
Cold waiten
Bet my life gon finish as a legend
If I die I'm a die with my weapon
Cus Who gon really ride 4 youu nigga a lesson
So I'm ridin solo in a stolo
You don't wanna f*ck with me nigga so long
So I'm on patron nigga yeah I'm so on
Cus you ain't hada flip a p just to make a move
You ain't wit you crew so whatcha finna do
Now I'm on that boss shit
Heavys ps like it's cross fit
I didn't need your deal so I f*cked around toss it
If you ain't about that cheese nigga you better stay on yo feet
Bad bitch keep sayin I'm on
I ain't pop pill nigga but I sware im gone
I done helped a couple niggas but they still did wrong
Now they see coming up they tryin hop on song
I ain't need feature nigga I done starve on own
Where was y'all niggas I didn't have a home
It was Straight to mail when I called y'all niggas phone
I don't need Robbin jeans (nigga)
Everywhere go I'm so clean (wit it)
30 on G and the beam (nigga)
Four a ounce so it can me lean (wit it)
I'm from the bay yadda yadda mean
You ain't been through seen what I seen
Coped the German rt out the streets
F*ck a coupe need room for my team
Real niggas reconize real
And we don't know u
And ima carry my hammer like im pose to
And I'm just flexin on niggas went to my old school
Always leave that shit to the birds but they get sold too
Yea
You ain't safe anymore
You think this shit a game We ain't gone play anymore
Find where u resside I can't even wait anymore
I swear when my niggas catch u y'all gone hate me some more
I stay tucked like blue do wit his paws
I make her head go up down like she do when she nod
Got her workin 9-5 Issa full time job
She been hustlin all day She need a 2 minute pause
Ain't no question no stressin but boy I'm about mine
I heard u niggas bustin ya straps boy it's about time
Grab a 40 sit back and watch me count mine
No bands offa ditch I'm wasting my damn time
F*ck the bitch then I'm sending her back to Shang hai
Flip his whip wit them goons and they throw in Gang signs
3 hoes and I'm feedin em all the same lies
Game winner I'm uppin scores when the game tied
Bad bitch keep sayin I'm on
I ain't pop pill nigga but I sware im gone
I done helped a couple niggas but they still did wrong
Now they see coming up they tryin hop on song
I ain't need feature nigga I done starve on own
Where was y'all niggas I didn't have a home
It was Straight to mail when I called y'all niggas phone
I don't need Robbin jeans (nigga)
Everywhere go I'm so clean (wit it)
30 on G and the beam (nigga)
Four a ounce so it can me lean (wit it)
I'm from the bay yadda yadda mean
You ain't been through seen what I seen
Coped the German rt out the streets
F*ck a coupe need room for my team
Writer: Sosifate Palefau
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid