Heard somebody looking for me Ian hiding go seek nigga
See me in the street n I bet u won't speak nigga
East coast nigga on my west coast shit
Nigga tried to rob my homie you cold cut Bitch
Niggas bout to have me have da flag drippin again
Call my nigga Redd have dat nigga crippin again
Do you know how it feel when yo pockets on empty
Riding round town wit a dollar an four penny's
Gas tank empty
Please don't temp me
Pull up at yo crib n f*cking squeeze till it's empty
N that's 50 plus 50 that 100 racks
Come up in ya crib pistol whip you were da money at
What my parents couldn't bet I did it on my own
Wasn't till 8th grade till I f*ckin had a phone
Mams quit her job pops on his own
Parents separated now I'm in my zone
Riding wit da homies no names I won't tell it
Pistol loaded up but I roll wit da mac 11
Seen em walking pull up blllllat blllllat now I'm a felon
If I get caught that's life be quite I won't tell it
Riding round da city wit da hoodie on backwards
Never had a real name they just call me lil savage
Never wit da bickering I just want my cabbage
Seen a lot of niggas die I never witnessed nor panicked
You can never walk In my shoes they too empty
Souls worn out matter fact they don't fit me
You can never understand the life I live
My own homies robbin homies that's sum f*cked up shit
How could I choose sides
What if that was me
Then it's a must I ride
You can die for free
It's only me myself n I nobody dying foe me
I got a dream I gotta make nobody trying foe me
On site when I see u on go n I promise dat
Looking da for drama Ima show u were da drama at
Nah I ain't a killa but don't push me nigga
No bitch nor snitch I ain't a pussy nigga
Pussy nigga
You don't know how it feels to broke you don't feel it
Listen to voice all facts you gone hear it
Why tf I'm telling u dat is my business
See me giving up on my dreams you won't witness
Been doing this shit since before the age of 11
Rapping on the bus while you practicing spelling
Never in my life I believed I would go to spelman
Focused more on how to avoid becoming a Felon
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Heard somebody looking for me Ian hiding go seek nigga
See me in the street n I bet u won't speak nigga
East coast nigga on my west coast shit
Nigga tried to rob my homie you cold cut Bitch
Niggas bout to have me have da flag drippin again
Call my nigga Redd have dat nigga crippin again
Do you know how it feel when yo pockets on empty
Riding round town wit a dollar an four penny's
Gas tank empty
Please don't temp me
Pull up at yo crib n f*cking squeeze till it's empty
N that's 50 plus 50 that 100 racks
Come up in ya crib pistol whip you were da money at
What my parents couldn't bet I did it on my own
Wasn't till 8th grade till I f*ckin had a phone
Mams quit her job pops on his own
Parents separated now I'm in my zone
Riding wit da homies no names I won't tell it
Pistol loaded up but I roll wit da mac 11
Seen em walking pull up blllllat blllllat now I'm a felon
If I get caught that's life be quite I won't tell it
Riding round da city wit da hoodie on backwards
Never had a real name they just call me lil savage
Never wit da bickering I just want my cabbage
Seen a lot of niggas die I never witnessed nor panicked
You can never walk In my shoes they too empty
Souls worn out matter fact they don't fit me
You can never understand the life I live
My own homies robbin homies that's sum f*cked up shit
How could I choose sides
What if that was me
Then it's a must I ride
You can die for free
It's only me myself n I nobody dying foe me
I got a dream I gotta make nobody trying foe me
On site when I see u on go n I promise dat
Looking da for drama Ima show u were da drama at
Nah I ain't a killa but don't push me nigga
No bitch nor snitch I ain't a pussy nigga
Pussy nigga
You don't know how it feels to broke you don't feel it
Listen to voice all facts you gone hear it
Why tf I'm telling u dat is my business
See me giving up on my dreams you won't witness
Been doing this shit since before the age of 11
Rapping on the bus while you practicing spelling
Never in my life I believed I would go to spelman
Focused more on how to avoid becoming a Felon
See me in the street n I bet u won't speak nigga
East coast nigga on my west coast shit
Nigga tried to rob my homie you cold cut Bitch
Niggas bout to have me have da flag drippin again
Call my nigga Redd have dat nigga crippin again
Do you know how it feel when yo pockets on empty
Riding round town wit a dollar an four penny's
Gas tank empty
Please don't temp me
Pull up at yo crib n f*cking squeeze till it's empty
N that's 50 plus 50 that 100 racks
Come up in ya crib pistol whip you were da money at
What my parents couldn't bet I did it on my own
Wasn't till 8th grade till I f*ckin had a phone
Mams quit her job pops on his own
Parents separated now I'm in my zone
Riding wit da homies no names I won't tell it
Pistol loaded up but I roll wit da mac 11
Seen em walking pull up blllllat blllllat now I'm a felon
If I get caught that's life be quite I won't tell it
Riding round da city wit da hoodie on backwards
Never had a real name they just call me lil savage
Never wit da bickering I just want my cabbage
Seen a lot of niggas die I never witnessed nor panicked
You can never walk In my shoes they too empty
Souls worn out matter fact they don't fit me
You can never understand the life I live
My own homies robbin homies that's sum f*cked up shit
How could I choose sides
What if that was me
Then it's a must I ride
You can die for free
It's only me myself n I nobody dying foe me
I got a dream I gotta make nobody trying foe me
On site when I see u on go n I promise dat
Looking da for drama Ima show u were da drama at
Nah I ain't a killa but don't push me nigga
No bitch nor snitch I ain't a pussy nigga
Pussy nigga
You don't know how it feels to broke you don't feel it
Listen to voice all facts you gone hear it
Why tf I'm telling u dat is my business
See me giving up on my dreams you won't witness
Been doing this shit since before the age of 11
Rapping on the bus while you practicing spelling
Never in my life I believed I would go to spelman
Focused more on how to avoid becoming a Felon
Writer: Malik Taylor
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