Long days on the block always thought I’d be broke How the fuck you go and stick that nigga up so you can choke I Ain’t have nothin to lose but the money from coke And you can’t pull up on my block if you ain’t tryna get poked I keep a stick wit me the clip long as a rope that nigga took my homie but he wan ready fo war Ask me how many drugs I done shi ion even know Every nigga around me You gon see throw a Fo And if they ain’t reppin red They fosho ain’t my bro I keep multiple guns But these fasho ain’t fo show He kept wavin his gun So I had to take his pole Uh I had to take his pole This shit really real We really out here in the field We be yellow taping niggas And I hope you don’t squeal When we go down on a drill Lost too many niggas to the system and I know how it feel ever felt yo heart drop when yo homie jus got killed But you turn that pain to anger makin sure yo clip is filled alla opp niggas pussy they can’t shoot without a pill Askin me how do I blow niggas down Dis shit take skill Life’s tough peysoh beat
Long days on the block always thought I’d be broke How the fuck you go and stick that nigga up so you can choke I Ain’t have nothin to lose but the money from coke And you can’t pull up on my block if you ain’t tryna get poked I keep a stick wit me the clip long as a rope that nigga took my homie but he wan ready fo war Ask me how many drugs I done shi ion even know Every nigga around me You gon see throw a Fo And if they ain’t reppin red They fosho ain’t my bro I keep multiple guns But these fasho ain’t fo show He kept wavin his gun So I had to take his pole Uh I had to take his pole I done lost my bro in front of me and I ain’t even froze up Yo bitch pick me instead of u I guess she chose up Hanging out the window lil nigga watch me throw my 4s up I be out here pimpin that’s why I show a bitch no love Ripped clothes old shoes everything I used to wear Had to go to school wearing same clothes same tears Only thing I kept clean was my fuckin underwear And now I’m really out here ballin niggas see me and they stare You lost a nigga thought you was takin mine but life ain’t fair I post up on they block and they stay inside they hella scared My momma tell me what I’m doin wrong but I don’t fucking care I’m tryna get some money and some food get us up outta here Cause bitch I’m from that 4 block Where niggas keep a Glock We got respect so we don’t shoot unless you wanna talk But you gotta keep protection and you can’t be lacking when you walk Niggas see me getting paper now they wanna mock I get my respect in hella chicken or the bread And I won’t kill a random nigga less you put some cash up on his head Heard yo homie died rest in piss but I ain’t leave him dead Free the fuckin opps cause I was pose to take em not the feds
Peysoh yezzzzir
This just hits different...
Im boutta cry
yup im writing to this one tonight
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I used the beat says “free” just checkin in
This is sooooooo fucking 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯🙌🏻
Life's So Ruff
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Make my whole mfkin body have chills🔥🔥🔥
daaamn nice one🔥
Really feelin this one, title fit perfectly💯🤕
Once I make it we finna make it together homie, good shit
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This shit fire 🔥 I’m finna work on this gang
I’m finna make a hit out this
Anyone tryna collab?
Long days on the block always thought I’d be broke
How the fuck you go and stick that nigga up so you can choke
I Ain’t have nothin to lose but the money from coke
And you can’t pull up on my block if you ain’t tryna get poked
I keep a stick wit me
the clip long as a rope
that nigga took my homie
but he wan ready fo war
Ask me how many drugs I done
shi ion even know
Every nigga around me
You gon see throw a Fo
And if they ain’t reppin red
They fosho ain’t my bro
I keep multiple guns
But these fasho ain’t fo show
He kept wavin his gun
So I had to take his pole
Uh I had to take his pole
This shit really real
We really out here in the field
We be yellow taping niggas
And I hope you don’t squeal When we go down on a drill
Lost too many niggas to the system and I know how it feel
ever felt yo heart drop when yo homie jus got killed
But you turn that pain to anger makin sure yo clip is filled
alla opp niggas pussy they can’t shoot without a pill
Askin me how do I blow niggas down
Dis shit take skill
Life’s tough peysoh beat
Njj
Long days on the block always thought I’d be broke
How the fuck you go and stick that nigga up so you can choke
I Ain’t have nothin to lose but the money from coke
And you can’t pull up on my block if you ain’t tryna get poked
I keep a stick wit me
the clip long as a rope
that nigga took my homie
but he wan ready fo war
Ask me how many drugs I done
shi ion even know
Every nigga around me
You gon see throw a Fo
And if they ain’t reppin red
They fosho ain’t my bro
I keep multiple guns
But these fasho ain’t fo show
He kept wavin his gun
So I had to take his pole
Uh I had to take his pole
I done lost my bro in front of me and I ain’t even froze up
Yo bitch pick me instead of u I guess she chose up
Hanging out the window lil nigga watch me throw my 4s up
I be out here pimpin that’s why I show a bitch no love
Ripped clothes old shoes everything I used to wear
Had to go to school wearing same clothes same tears
Only thing I kept clean was my fuckin underwear
And now I’m really out here ballin niggas see me and they stare
You lost a nigga thought you was takin mine but life ain’t fair
I post up on they block and they stay inside they hella scared
My momma tell me what I’m doin wrong but I don’t fucking care
I’m tryna get some money and some food get us up outta here
Cause bitch I’m from that 4 block
Where niggas keep a Glock
We got respect so we don’t shoot unless you wanna talk
But you gotta keep protection and you can’t be lacking when you walk
Niggas see me getting paper now they wanna mock
I get my respect in hella chicken or the bread
And I won’t kill a random nigga less you put some cash up on his head
Heard yo homie died rest in piss but I ain’t leave him dead
Free the fuckin opps cause I was pose to take em not the feds
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