(Ayy, Hanzo, turn up on they ass) I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village, project baby I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village, project baby Thought they left me
I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village, project baby Since fifteen, I had a gun, hold up your arm, make niggas pay me I was taught to stand on business, broke the news back in '08, they know who did it Stop that typing, come outside and shoot your gun, show me you with it I get high, smoke out the 'bow, might pour a four, start movin' slow You gon' die, reach for my chain, I'm tellin' you now, just leave the show Can't be chasin' bitches, if she tryna roll, then let her go One more Perc', I'm hittin' the floor How the fuck he survive? Got hit in the throat If the whip ain't tinted, I ain't in it If that lil' bitch broke, I ain't fuckin' Ho told me she came home early Perfect, I just wanted you to suck it I'm mixin' this red with yellow I'm high as a bird, I barely can get out my words Kissin' the curb in this SRT In the car with some niggas that's ready to purge And I'm on stage with it How your man die and he stay with it? Got comfortable, think he untouchable Got up close on him, start touchin' him Man, these niggas ain't opps, they mad 'cause I got a bag like Ari Walk in your party strapped Two lil' freaks in my lap Tryna get the key to my house These bitches must think I'm tender Heart colder than December We fuck niggas' bitches, send 'em back with 'em All-black trucks tinted up, presidential, hop out that nigga Money don't move me, I'm movin' off loyalty If you show me you loyal, bitch, I love you, you deserve some royalty One nigga swing, then we all jumpin' And whoever don't ride gettin' they ass beat, might as well start runnin' See, the life I live, you can't be weak, gotta have a strong stomach 'Cause you might have to walk up, hit a nigga dead in his head Leave a nigga layin' in the street Might get some blood on you, I don't know, get some blood on your hands You the type of nigga catch a charge and sacrifice everybody, go and put a bug on your man Tell the police everything, then show them folks where a nigga stayin' I can get him knocked off for the free He be in one spot, he broke, he sweet Nigga go straight to the booth with his beef Lyin' on beats, whole time, want peace All my diamonds watery Big guns in the car with me You heard that he shot at who? Naw, can't be talkin' 'bout me I'm gettin' too much money to be out here beefin' with junkies Bought two, three cars, I never post 'em, but they fast and they runnin'Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
