Comin' up life was never fair I was never square Grew up in the church Sellin' dope on my momma stairs Did it for my brothers and my sisters Yeah, I had to do it Big tree sales like Christmas Off the corner boomin' Aunty used to kick me out my room So she can smoke coke Hella black spoons in the drawer You can smell smoke My unk made me watch him whip a nine He was sniffin' blow everybody was on I learned how to mix the blow Whip it, whip it, and whip it They said I put my foot in it Glock got an old extension Few dozen more in it Let it drip, he ain't stop breathing Until the floor hit em' Glock got an old extension Few dozen more in it Yeah it's in my blood All I know is to go get it Speakin' on Da 7ru7h All I know is to come trippin' Lead no nigga, no splittin' I hate division Bag you on yo momma stairs If I ever feel its tension
Knocks be my biggest fan The pot is my biggest fan The drum on the bottom of the Glock Yeah that's my biggest fan Better mind your business man Keep that hatin' over there It's firewater in the streets A bag you on yo momma stairs
Knocks be my biggest fan The pot is my biggest fan The drum on the bottom of the Glock Yeah that's my biggest fan Better mind your business man Keep that hatin' over there It's firewater in the streets A bag you on yo momma stairs
These niggas talk a lot of gang shit Till I let the thang spit Stretch his whole clique out Like long division Nasty colt four-five Yeah the old edition Really bust a nigga ass I'm really soul strippin I push a line by myself Yeah I'm a cold nigga And the love was never there It was always missing I make sure to spread the love out to all my children And try to get them everything in life That we was missing In school I should've paid attention Only in the kitchen Roaches on the dirty dishes Power whippin tunnel vision Million dollar dreams being chased by nightmares Sweatin' hella dope out Drinkin' heem in the night air Streets firewater Young niggas just don't care Bullets do cost so fuck shootin' off in the air Streets firewater These young niggas just don't care Jump out blazing Burn you down on yo momma stairsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
