CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Scamma
Most of my n***as is dead or in jail, You ain't seen what I seen you ain't felt what I feel
Start getting money you see how they switch, only stay with the family, I'm keeping it real
Bro in the cell they denied his appeal
He ain't doing no talking, ain't taking no deal
He on probation I told him to chill, We gon' run up these racks till I get me a mill'
f**k up the city they know we the hardest, gotta move a lil smarter they know I'm an artist
Haters gon' hate, the way we play, we winning don't give a f**k about them regardless
She wanna rock and ride the wave, not today baby I told you I'm heartless
She wanna play with the kid I got options, she swallow my kids like they up for adoption
I should of known that these n***as was plotting, n***as like feds the way that we watching
Uh, big body whip you can't ride this yeah
Taking the opps off the block list
Call up my shooters they ready to pop sh*t, I already told you we ride with them chopsticks
Any problem, yeah my youngins is on it, forty thousand for the green like it's drop ship
I just be ballin' straight out of the gym, we gon' wet up your block like we know how to swim
My bro he a shooter, don't aim at the rim
Got that look in his eyes, say that he ready to win
Never look up to god we just sin and just sin
Four Glocks in the back we just spin and just spin
If bronem outside then we taking his friend
Metro gang we going hard 'till the end, yeah
Start getting money you see how they switch, only stay with the family, I'm keeping it real
Bro in the cell they denied his appeal
He ain't doing no talking, ain't taking no deal
He on probation I told him to chill, We gon' run up these racks till I get me a mill'
f**k up the city they know we the hardest, gotta move a lil smarter they know I'm an artist
Haters gon' hate, the way we play, we winning don't give a f**k about them regardless
She wanna rock and ride the wave, not today baby I told you I'm heartless
She wanna play with the kid I got options, she swallow my kids like they up for adoption
I should of known that these n***as was plotting, n***as like feds the way that we watching
Uh, big body whip you can't ride this yeah
Taking the opps off the block list
Call up my shooters they ready to pop sh*t, I already told you we ride with them chopsticks
Any problem, yeah my youngins is on it, forty thousand for the green like it's drop ship
I just be ballin' straight out of the gym, we gon' wet up your block like we know how to swim
My bro he a shooter, don't aim at the rim
Got that look in his eyes, say that he ready to win
Never look up to god we just sin and just sin
Four Glocks in the back we just spin and just spin
If bronem outside then we taking his friend
Metro gang we going hard 'till the end, yeah
