EBT baby
Im in the got damn lab dra in here with me this that soul music for the streets
I been running racks up
Glock 4-0 gen 4 with a 50 i dont need no back up
If im down bad ian going out sad i jus load up and mask up
And my bitch down to ride 187 homocide i dont gotta ask her
Ferragamo i stood by that store i cant let em tax us
My name speak for itself so i dont gotta talk folk i dont gotta act tough!
Cause if i say the word youngins swerve on yo curb bullets fly out that black truck
Watch them boys shoot a movie with extended clips swear to God they gone act up
I stand on my own 2 my bitch stand on her own too
I got on flat black balencias and shawty got baby blue
Tesla truck ima have it mama said she want that mercedes coupe
And ima get itmy dreams swear to God ima make true!
22's 45's 40's and 9's done hit licks with 380's too
Killers know im bout action i dont gotta ask em i dont gotta pay to shoot
All this mf pain that been on my brain ion know how i made through
Saw this shit in my mind and stacked over time and on God boy i made it true
Bitch im tried and true used to play that traphouse the same way that i play the booth
Homocide on my mind and i still thank bout it sometimes
7 nem pull up deep stepping on the scen like them niggas on drumline
Aint never played back pull up on the block you gone see me on the frontline
I keep it 1K in every mf rap these niggas be fronting lying!
And thats on God i sold a line before i ever made a punchline!
Clutch shit in my blood keep my head on everytime when its clutch time!
I swear to God!
If i needa pound hit atlanta for the shit broke ho tryna stay around i got bambi on that bitch
727 bitch im standing on the shit clean 45 shells ima cram em in tha clip
Niggas sitting on they ass cant stand me getting rich
It aint happen overnight hadda plan for this shit!
When you down they wont show you no sympathy
Yea it hurt but ian let it get to me
Pay me now i dont want you to pity me!
Now im up ho dont act like you kin to me!
Act like yeen know me when ian have shit bitch i cant act like i missed you
Had that baby by yo self yeen call me in jail bitch ian finna be yo mr.!
But i got that rine like its lista
I got rich off a grams just like insta
That coupe got 4 rings like the pistons
And my bitch is foreign like her sister
And bitch ima king im from griffin!
On that flight spitting game with attendants
At 17 bitch my chain was a tennis
Money stack i dont gotta attend
Bank in AZ i swear i can send it!
Money make more for me like a pension!
Bad ass bitch cant trick me off my mission
F*ck that ho then im gone keep it pimping
Clean as aquifina boy im dripping
Hennesy in a double im sipping
ZO nem lurking i dont gotta mention
Sport trac truck in tha back that bitch tinted
Where im from its the court or the kitchen
Where im from a court case mean a sentence
Bitch i been running racks up
Bitch i been running racks up
Glock 4-0 gen 4 wit a 50 i dont need no back up
If im down bad we aint going out sad i jus load up and mask up
And my bitch down to ride 187 homocide i dont gotta ask her
Ferragamo i stood by that store i cant let em tax us
My name speak for itself so i dont gotta talk folk i dont gotta act tough!
Cause if i say the word youngins swerve on yo curb bullets fly out that black truck!
Watch them boys shoot a movie wit extended clips wear to God they gone act up!
I was down bad when i ran in that trap really aint give af if he died
Where im from niggas know how flat broke feel that dont give a f*ck if you cry
Niggas hustling for better lives police really dont give a f*ck if you trying!
Where im from for 9 lil grams of tha gas a have niggas standing outside!
All of em ready to drop a body them young niggas they ready to slide
Where im from you violate the code if yo niggas call and yeen ready to ride
Where im from young niggas tryna bang billy cause they big brother throwing up signs
Where im from youll get robbed performing at mamas they dont give a f*ck if you signed!
Where im from you put that lil 5 i n that tank and you pray that you make it on time
Where im from selling dope a full time job it aint considered a crime
Where im from bitch a gram is a dime
Where im from junkies stand in a line
Where im from all you got is yo mind
Where im from all you can do is grind!
7osiah - Benjamin Baby Lyrics
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EBT baby
Im in the got damn lab dra in here with me this that soul music for the streets
I been running racks up
Glock 4-0 gen 4 with a 50 i dont need no back up
If im down bad ian going out sad i jus load up and mask up
And my bitch down to ride 187 homocide i dont gotta ask her
Ferragamo i stood by that store i cant let em tax us
My name speak for itself so i dont gotta talk folk i dont gotta act tough!
Cause if i say the word youngins swerve on yo curb bullets fly out that black truck
Watch them boys shoot a movie with extended clips swear to God they gone act up
I stand on my own 2 my bitch stand on her own too
I got on flat black balencias and shawty got baby blue
Tesla truck ima have it mama said she want that mercedes coupe
And ima get itmy dreams swear to God ima make true!
22's 45's 40's and 9's done hit licks with 380's too
Killers know im bout action i dont gotta ask em i dont gotta pay to shoot
All this mf pain that been on my brain ion know how i made through
Saw this shit in my mind and stacked over time and on God boy i made it true
Bitch im tried and true used to play that traphouse the same way that i play the booth
Homocide on my mind and i still thank bout it sometimes
7 nem pull up deep stepping on the scen like them niggas on drumline
Aint never played back pull up on the block you gone see me on the frontline
I keep it 1K in every mf rap these niggas be fronting lying!
And thats on God i sold a line before i ever made a punchline!
Clutch shit in my blood keep my head on everytime when its clutch time!
I swear to God!
If i needa pound hit atlanta for the shit broke ho tryna stay around i got bambi on that bitch
727 bitch im standing on the shit clean 45 shells ima cram em in tha clip
Niggas sitting on they ass cant stand me getting rich
It aint happen overnight hadda plan for this shit!
When you down they wont show you no sympathy
Yea it hurt but ian let it get to me
Pay me now i dont want you to pity me!
Now im up ho dont act like you kin to me!
Act like yeen know me when ian have shit bitch i cant act like i missed you
Had that baby by yo self yeen call me in jail bitch ian finna be yo mr.!
But i got that rine like its lista
I got rich off a grams just like insta
That coupe got 4 rings like the pistons
And my bitch is foreign like her sister
And bitch ima king im from griffin!
On that flight spitting game with attendants
At 17 bitch my chain was a tennis
Money stack i dont gotta attend
Bank in AZ i swear i can send it!
Money make more for me like a pension!
Bad ass bitch cant trick me off my mission
F*ck that ho then im gone keep it pimping
Clean as aquifina boy im dripping
Hennesy in a double im sipping
ZO nem lurking i dont gotta mention
Sport trac truck in tha back that bitch tinted
Where im from its the court or the kitchen
Where im from a court case mean a sentence
Bitch i been running racks up
Bitch i been running racks up
Glock 4-0 gen 4 wit a 50 i dont need no back up
If im down bad we aint going out sad i jus load up and mask up
And my bitch down to ride 187 homocide i dont gotta ask her
Ferragamo i stood by that store i cant let em tax us
My name speak for itself so i dont gotta talk folk i dont gotta act tough!
Cause if i say the word youngins swerve on yo curb bullets fly out that black truck!
Watch them boys shoot a movie wit extended clips wear to God they gone act up!
I was down bad when i ran in that trap really aint give af if he died
Where im from niggas know how flat broke feel that dont give a f*ck if you cry
Niggas hustling for better lives police really dont give a f*ck if you trying!
Where im from for 9 lil grams of tha gas a have niggas standing outside!
All of em ready to drop a body them young niggas they ready to slide
Where im from you violate the code if yo niggas call and yeen ready to ride
Where im from young niggas tryna bang billy cause they big brother throwing up signs
Where im from youll get robbed performing at mamas they dont give a f*ck if you signed!
Where im from you put that lil 5 i n that tank and you pray that you make it on time
Where im from selling dope a full time job it aint considered a crime
Where im from bitch a gram is a dime
Where im from junkies stand in a line
Where im from all you got is yo mind
Where im from all you can do is grind!
Im in the got damn lab dra in here with me this that soul music for the streets
I been running racks up
Glock 4-0 gen 4 with a 50 i dont need no back up
If im down bad ian going out sad i jus load up and mask up
And my bitch down to ride 187 homocide i dont gotta ask her
Ferragamo i stood by that store i cant let em tax us
My name speak for itself so i dont gotta talk folk i dont gotta act tough!
Cause if i say the word youngins swerve on yo curb bullets fly out that black truck
Watch them boys shoot a movie with extended clips swear to God they gone act up
I stand on my own 2 my bitch stand on her own too
I got on flat black balencias and shawty got baby blue
Tesla truck ima have it mama said she want that mercedes coupe
And ima get itmy dreams swear to God ima make true!
22's 45's 40's and 9's done hit licks with 380's too
Killers know im bout action i dont gotta ask em i dont gotta pay to shoot
All this mf pain that been on my brain ion know how i made through
Saw this shit in my mind and stacked over time and on God boy i made it true
Bitch im tried and true used to play that traphouse the same way that i play the booth
Homocide on my mind and i still thank bout it sometimes
7 nem pull up deep stepping on the scen like them niggas on drumline
Aint never played back pull up on the block you gone see me on the frontline
I keep it 1K in every mf rap these niggas be fronting lying!
And thats on God i sold a line before i ever made a punchline!
Clutch shit in my blood keep my head on everytime when its clutch time!
I swear to God!
If i needa pound hit atlanta for the shit broke ho tryna stay around i got bambi on that bitch
727 bitch im standing on the shit clean 45 shells ima cram em in tha clip
Niggas sitting on they ass cant stand me getting rich
It aint happen overnight hadda plan for this shit!
When you down they wont show you no sympathy
Yea it hurt but ian let it get to me
Pay me now i dont want you to pity me!
Now im up ho dont act like you kin to me!
Act like yeen know me when ian have shit bitch i cant act like i missed you
Had that baby by yo self yeen call me in jail bitch ian finna be yo mr.!
But i got that rine like its lista
I got rich off a grams just like insta
That coupe got 4 rings like the pistons
And my bitch is foreign like her sister
And bitch ima king im from griffin!
On that flight spitting game with attendants
At 17 bitch my chain was a tennis
Money stack i dont gotta attend
Bank in AZ i swear i can send it!
Money make more for me like a pension!
Bad ass bitch cant trick me off my mission
F*ck that ho then im gone keep it pimping
Clean as aquifina boy im dripping
Hennesy in a double im sipping
ZO nem lurking i dont gotta mention
Sport trac truck in tha back that bitch tinted
Where im from its the court or the kitchen
Where im from a court case mean a sentence
Bitch i been running racks up
Bitch i been running racks up
Glock 4-0 gen 4 wit a 50 i dont need no back up
If im down bad we aint going out sad i jus load up and mask up
And my bitch down to ride 187 homocide i dont gotta ask her
Ferragamo i stood by that store i cant let em tax us
My name speak for itself so i dont gotta talk folk i dont gotta act tough!
Cause if i say the word youngins swerve on yo curb bullets fly out that black truck!
Watch them boys shoot a movie wit extended clips wear to God they gone act up!
I was down bad when i ran in that trap really aint give af if he died
Where im from niggas know how flat broke feel that dont give a f*ck if you cry
Niggas hustling for better lives police really dont give a f*ck if you trying!
Where im from for 9 lil grams of tha gas a have niggas standing outside!
All of em ready to drop a body them young niggas they ready to slide
Where im from you violate the code if yo niggas call and yeen ready to ride
Where im from young niggas tryna bang billy cause they big brother throwing up signs
Where im from youll get robbed performing at mamas they dont give a f*ck if you signed!
Where im from you put that lil 5 i n that tank and you pray that you make it on time
Where im from selling dope a full time job it aint considered a crime
Where im from bitch a gram is a dime
Where im from junkies stand in a line
Where im from all you got is yo mind
Where im from all you can do is grind!
Writer: josiah byard
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid