[Intro]
(Dubba-AA flexin')
(Mm, Ceddy Bo on the track)
(This is the sound)
[Chorus]
Straight out the mud, bitch, I came from the gutter
Got so much love for all my niggas, all we got is each other
I told my mama "Don't worry, all you do is pray for me"
Forever thuggin, word to you, these niggas play I’ma bust it
I heard these niggas trying to get to my money
Death at the corner, I ain't scared, got me feeling like "Fuck it"
I put a cross over my head, and tell my brothers I love 'em
The same day I end up dead I just want you to spin for me
[Verse]
Hunnid thousand on my bitch, I still don't feel that she love me
Whеn we first met we stеp together, now you say you don't trust me
I ain't gon tell you that ain't hurt, so I’ma tell you is touching
Let a nigga snatch my chain, and that's when shit gon get ugly
Get on my knees and I pray, I live my life like a muslim
We get in shootouts everyday, can't say that shit, that ain't nothing
And I, I just wanna squash that shit with my brothers
And I, I just wanna show my sons that I love 'em
I'm steady counting up that money, and that's all day
I hit a nigga up like Meechy, and that's all way
When you call me girl I’m coming, I’ll be on my way
Now I feel it's safe to say
That I, kept it real, stay down from the start
And I, ain't never listen, I just fell all my heart
And I, dropped a bag when they say they want war
Why? I wonder why these niggas can't play they part
This for my son, fuck the fame, bitch, my heart in the streets
I shoot this bitch in front police, a nigga run up on me
They say they looking, they ain't looking, 'cause they know where I be
Before I hit a nigga block, grandmother watch over me, yeah
"Fuck YoungBoy and what he said, shoot that nigga in his head"
Nigga know how we play, white t-shirt we leave it red
Stand on it when I say, nothing but murder where I stay
You want smoke then nigga say it, one of us gon' end up dead
Young nigga with a lot of money, plus a lot of bodies
They steady rappin' about killing, I know they ain't 'bout it
We gettin' it in, ten to ten, bitch we never stoppin'
A nigga get up out his body, no question, we pop him
I said "I'm ready for to die, can happen any minute"
Before my body drop, I left my children a half of million, a piece
It ain't no love in the streets, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
(Dubba-AA flexin')
(Mm, Ceddy Bo on the track)
(This is the sound)
[Chorus]
Straight out the mud, bitch, I came from the gutter
Got so much love for all my niggas, all we got is each other
I told my mama "Don't worry, all you do is pray for me"
Forever thuggin, word to you, these niggas play I’ma bust it
I heard these niggas trying to get to my money
Death at the corner, I ain't scared, got me feeling like "Fuck it"
I put a cross over my head, and tell my brothers I love 'em
The same day I end up dead I just want you to spin for me
[Verse]
Hunnid thousand on my bitch, I still don't feel that she love me
Whеn we first met we stеp together, now you say you don't trust me
I ain't gon tell you that ain't hurt, so I’ma tell you is touching
Let a nigga snatch my chain, and that's when shit gon get ugly
Get on my knees and I pray, I live my life like a muslim
We get in shootouts everyday, can't say that shit, that ain't nothing
And I, I just wanna squash that shit with my brothers
And I, I just wanna show my sons that I love 'em
I'm steady counting up that money, and that's all day
I hit a nigga up like Meechy, and that's all way
When you call me girl I’m coming, I’ll be on my way
Now I feel it's safe to say
That I, kept it real, stay down from the start
And I, ain't never listen, I just fell all my heart
And I, dropped a bag when they say they want war
Why? I wonder why these niggas can't play they part
This for my son, fuck the fame, bitch, my heart in the streets
I shoot this bitch in front police, a nigga run up on me
They say they looking, they ain't looking, 'cause they know where I be
Before I hit a nigga block, grandmother watch over me, yeah
"Fuck YoungBoy and what he said, shoot that nigga in his head"
Nigga know how we play, white t-shirt we leave it red
Stand on it when I say, nothing but murder where I stay
You want smoke then nigga say it, one of us gon' end up dead
Young nigga with a lot of money, plus a lot of bodies
They steady rappin' about killing, I know they ain't 'bout it
We gettin' it in, ten to ten, bitch we never stoppin'
A nigga get up out his body, no question, we pop him
I said "I'm ready for to die, can happen any minute"
Before my body drop, I left my children a half of million, a piece
It ain't no love in the streets, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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