[Chorus]
See I been shooting pistols since the 7th grade
I been a real nigga since 2nd grade
And when I met Gucci, thought I met a real nigga
Until he crossed the line and he became a fuck nigga
I used to share rooms, now I got it made
Niggas sip codeine like its lemonade
I’m still the same nigga with his nappy fro’
Ain’t nothing changed but this dirty calico
[Verse 1]
From roaches to Rolex’s I been through so much shit
FN on me and I got an extra clip
Wish a nigga trip, wish them pussy boys slip
Geeked up off them drugs so he better watch his lip
Know a nigga blood, but respected by the crips
Shawty shake that ass, let me see you do a split
And you know I got an army, know I got some killers
If he try to harm me, I’m sending killers
Keep them fuck-boys from round’ me
Know they wanna doubt me
Wanna see me broke, locked down in the county
How the fuck you sending shots nigga, at a shooter
How the fuck you sending shots nigga, at a shooter
[Chorus]
See I been shooting pistols since the 7th grade
I been a real nigga since 2nd grade
And when I met Gucci, thought I met a real nigga
Until he crossed the line and he became a fuck nigga
I used to share rooms, now I got it made
Niggas sip codeine like its lemonade
I’m still the same nigga with his nappy fro’
Ain’t nothing changed but this dirty cali coat
See I been shooting pistols since the 7th grade
I been a real nigga since 2nd grade
And when I met Gucci, thought I met a real nigga
Until he crossed the line and he became a fuck nigga
I used to share rooms, now I got it made
Niggas sip codeine like its lemonade
I’m still the same nigga with his nappy fro’
Ain’t nothing changed but this dirty calico
[Verse 1]
From roaches to Rolex’s I been through so much shit
FN on me and I got an extra clip
Wish a nigga trip, wish them pussy boys slip
Geeked up off them drugs so he better watch his lip
Know a nigga blood, but respected by the crips
Shawty shake that ass, let me see you do a split
And you know I got an army, know I got some killers
If he try to harm me, I’m sending killers
Keep them fuck-boys from round’ me
Know they wanna doubt me
Wanna see me broke, locked down in the county
How the fuck you sending shots nigga, at a shooter
How the fuck you sending shots nigga, at a shooter
[Chorus]
See I been shooting pistols since the 7th grade
I been a real nigga since 2nd grade
And when I met Gucci, thought I met a real nigga
Until he crossed the line and he became a fuck nigga
I used to share rooms, now I got it made
Niggas sip codeine like its lemonade
I’m still the same nigga with his nappy fro’
Ain’t nothing changed but this dirty cali coat
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