[Verse 1: Chucho]
These foo's out here fronting, 'cause they really made of plastic
I been around the block, but I ain't saying what happened
We get it cracking, [?]
We on the map, so step backin'
That's coming from some real homies
Best believe we take action
On the rise, I love all my homies like a fucking brother
If you banging then I'm banging
Dawg we all out the gutter
Keep it 100 when we ride, homies riding on [?]
Up and down, all around, Colorado Spring streets
Get with the movemеnt my homie
Because wе tryna make it out
We in a drought, I'm talking 'bout
We tryna flood the bank account
'Cause we been broke for too long
Sold dope for too long
False hope for too long
And now that shit is all gone
I'm still posted on the block, just tryna find a way to make it
Yeah I work a 9 to 5, but still, write here contemplatin' 'bout
Hitting licks on some motherfucking ballas'
But it all comes back, and that's if you believe in karma, homie

[Chorus: Chucho]
Throwing bullets
Tell these pussies run a post route (route)
30 rounds up in the stick, well let the smoke out (bang)
Dark past, but the devil he follows
That's why I stay protected
Keep 1 in the head, I'm talking hollows boy
Throwing bullets
Tell these pussies run a post route (route)
30 rounds up in the stick, well let the smoke out (bang)
Dark past, but the devil he follows
That's why I stay protected
Keep 1 in the head, I'm talking hollows
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