[Verse 1: A Boogie]
The summer's over, before it started I took it over
The real artist, I go and draw it then paint it over
Last year me and Sosa was sleepin' on sofas
Now I spend 10k just to fuck up my sofa
I got love for my brothers Snoopy, Don and Bubba
It's family first and we always look out for each other
The other day we was rollin' and the police pulled us over
I keep a stash box, I know they was lookin' for toasters
The block was mad hot, we knew bitches wanna come over
It get mad hot, your enemies wanna be closer
They get mad and then the person they ain't get is over
It get bad out there, nigga, they shoulda known
That I'm a grown-ass man, I do what I wanna do
It get cold out there, nigga, so I be in the booth
Started out in the hooptie, nigga, now I be in the coupe
Come through in my hoodie, I ain't into an interview
Got caught up in the bookings, gave the laces up to my shoes
They don't wanna see me hang laces off of my Louis shoes
Worked on keepin' it easy, know how to keep my cool
All bankrolls, don't need to know what the pieces do
I don't know why you beggin', told you bitch I ain't eatin' you
Niggas feel a way when you treat 'em how they been treatin' you
Nigga, watch what you say, don't play us, start to believe it's true
So notorious with it, Gleezy with me, he keep the tool
The summer's over, before it started I took it over
The real artist, I go and draw it then paint it over
Last year me and Sosa was sleepin' on sofas
Now I spend 10k just to fuck up my sofa
I got love for my brothers Snoopy, Don and Bubba
It's family first and we always look out for each other
The other day we was rollin' and the police pulled us over
I keep a stash box, I know they was lookin' for toasters
The block was mad hot, we knew bitches wanna come over
It get mad hot, your enemies wanna be closer
They get mad and then the person they ain't get is over
It get bad out there, nigga, they shoulda known
That I'm a grown-ass man, I do what I wanna do
It get cold out there, nigga, so I be in the booth
Started out in the hooptie, nigga, now I be in the coupe
Come through in my hoodie, I ain't into an interview
Got caught up in the bookings, gave the laces up to my shoes
They don't wanna see me hang laces off of my Louis shoes
Worked on keepin' it easy, know how to keep my cool
All bankrolls, don't need to know what the pieces do
I don't know why you beggin', told you bitch I ain't eatin' you
Niggas feel a way when you treat 'em how they been treatin' you
Nigga, watch what you say, don't play us, start to believe it's true
So notorious with it, Gleezy with me, he keep the tool
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