How are you feeling, glad the girls took you out
Birthday dinner finna eat good with the gang, only the real
Only the family, only the family...
I turned eighteen and I ain't grown yet
I'm still waiting to blow the pape that I ain't shown yet
Nigga at fifteen I went and got my own check
That same Age my big brother had his own rex
My day ones still my day twos (mob)
A heads up my nigga would've bussed you down you better play cool
I bought another pair of whites like they play shoes
I stuff my hands in the grits like it was play food
My homegirls don't like you niggas
Shit me either we agreed on a bomb let's wipe these niggas
Back then I would've type with niggas
Fast forward get em gone ion wanna live life with niggas
Don't f*ck around cause they fanned out
In my opinion every nigga go to hell with they hand out
We not shaking put yo hand down
He slid with a full tank and left back with his mans down
I turned eighteen, and I ain't grown yet
I'm still waiting to blow the pape that I ain't shown yet
Nigga at fifteen, I went and got my own check
That same Age my big brother had his own rex
Fought demons it came out a tie
These niggas need they ass beat thinking a dollar gone fall out the sky
I'm tryna rap and fight a wood i can not reply (throwed)
I left the work in her couch and I ain't say goodbye nigga
I'm still turnt and you can ask around
I seen a head od then sober up and he came back around
The binary on this bitch mean I ain't backing down
The post said I'm in yo city but I'm back in town
Punch me back in
Yeah runts one of a kind this type of grass growing from the ground
Take the weight up off back my back and go deliver pounds
Niggas better throw yo ass a rope cause you finna drown
Nigga, you know what the f*ck going on
BRICK MADE NIGGA
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How are you feeling, glad the girls took you out
Birthday dinner finna eat good with the gang, only the real
Only the family, only the family...
I turned eighteen and I ain't grown yet
I'm still waiting to blow the pape that I ain't shown yet
Nigga at fifteen I went and got my own check
That same Age my big brother had his own rex
My day ones still my day twos (mob)
A heads up my nigga would've bussed you down you better play cool
I bought another pair of whites like they play shoes
I stuff my hands in the grits like it was play food
My homegirls don't like you niggas
Shit me either we agreed on a bomb let's wipe these niggas
Back then I would've type with niggas
Fast forward get em gone ion wanna live life with niggas
Don't f*ck around cause they fanned out
In my opinion every nigga go to hell with they hand out
We not shaking put yo hand down
He slid with a full tank and left back with his mans down
I turned eighteen, and I ain't grown yet
I'm still waiting to blow the pape that I ain't shown yet
Nigga at fifteen, I went and got my own check
That same Age my big brother had his own rex
Fought demons it came out a tie
These niggas need they ass beat thinking a dollar gone fall out the sky
I'm tryna rap and fight a wood i can not reply (throwed)
I left the work in her couch and I ain't say goodbye nigga
I'm still turnt and you can ask around
I seen a head od then sober up and he came back around
The binary on this bitch mean I ain't backing down
The post said I'm in yo city but I'm back in town
Punch me back in
Yeah runts one of a kind this type of grass growing from the ground
Take the weight up off back my back and go deliver pounds
Niggas better throw yo ass a rope cause you finna drown
Nigga, you know what the f*ck going on
BRICK MADE NIGGA
Birthday dinner finna eat good with the gang, only the real
Only the family, only the family...
I turned eighteen and I ain't grown yet
I'm still waiting to blow the pape that I ain't shown yet
Nigga at fifteen I went and got my own check
That same Age my big brother had his own rex
My day ones still my day twos (mob)
A heads up my nigga would've bussed you down you better play cool
I bought another pair of whites like they play shoes
I stuff my hands in the grits like it was play food
My homegirls don't like you niggas
Shit me either we agreed on a bomb let's wipe these niggas
Back then I would've type with niggas
Fast forward get em gone ion wanna live life with niggas
Don't f*ck around cause they fanned out
In my opinion every nigga go to hell with they hand out
We not shaking put yo hand down
He slid with a full tank and left back with his mans down
I turned eighteen, and I ain't grown yet
I'm still waiting to blow the pape that I ain't shown yet
Nigga at fifteen, I went and got my own check
That same Age my big brother had his own rex
Fought demons it came out a tie
These niggas need they ass beat thinking a dollar gone fall out the sky
I'm tryna rap and fight a wood i can not reply (throwed)
I left the work in her couch and I ain't say goodbye nigga
I'm still turnt and you can ask around
I seen a head od then sober up and he came back around
The binary on this bitch mean I ain't backing down
The post said I'm in yo city but I'm back in town
Punch me back in
Yeah runts one of a kind this type of grass growing from the ground
Take the weight up off back my back and go deliver pounds
Niggas better throw yo ass a rope cause you finna drown
Nigga, you know what the f*ck going on
BRICK MADE NIGGA
Writer: Ryan Nayr
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