[Intro: Young Dro]
I feel the glory
Yes, Sometimes
Give another to God
Who the head of my life
Check it, eh
[Verse 1: Young Dro]
For some of the roughest niggas
To the toughest niggas
We ain't gotta discuss it
We just go head and bust a niggaa
You could tell we had a cool camp
In Etheridge, Momma still selling her food stamps
I rather dig these niggas in the hood
'Cause they similar to me
I'm walking through to 'jects
Pit bull brindle with me
A OG, I remember 'fore I met Lil C
Right before I brought LA to meet JG
And me and Tip was already Bankhead boys
From Campbellton
Adamsville, Hamilton
I was stackin' them Hamiltons
I was in the nine
Delmar lane was shinin'
Me and Troy used to wrestle for money all the time
I feel the glory
Yes, Sometimes
Give another to God
Who the head of my life
Check it, eh
[Verse 1: Young Dro]
For some of the roughest niggas
To the toughest niggas
We ain't gotta discuss it
We just go head and bust a niggaa
You could tell we had a cool camp
In Etheridge, Momma still selling her food stamps
I rather dig these niggas in the hood
'Cause they similar to me
I'm walking through to 'jects
Pit bull brindle with me
A OG, I remember 'fore I met Lil C
Right before I brought LA to meet JG
And me and Tip was already Bankhead boys
From Campbellton
Adamsville, Hamilton
I was stackin' them Hamiltons
I was in the nine
Delmar lane was shinin'
Me and Troy used to wrestle for money all the time
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