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Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks"
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out
Hol' up

Back when it was diesel in the flash
We was on them woods, sittin' next to Pat
Shorty thought I played power forward for the Heat
The way I park the double R, where the players parking at
I bought it in cash and I bought her that ass and
She don't really love me, she just with me for the bag
No, the pussy ain't for free throwing, I'm watching paper tags
I'ma drive them crazy, A/C with juice I'm going bad, no
I'm from where the preachers and the thots mingle
Where God grants you forgiveness, but the cops'll kill you
When niggas get rich and cop big Benzes
And be broke the next week, back in the trenches

Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks"
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out
Hol' up

Coke of the dawn
Family Ties the dynamic
Yo

Ask me what I been through, I been gettin' shot (shot)
Flipped a couple bricks, yeah, I been duckin' cops (cops)
Henny live on Sunday, pull up in the drop (drop)
Kikis on the river, yeah we pulled up on a yacht (yacht)
This ain't really Gucci, this that Dapper Dan Gucci (gucci)
Molly, Percocets, got the Xannies and the roofies (roofies)
Niggas say they don's, if they really not the don
More like Nikki Bonds, niggas rattin' on they moms
I'm from where the dope got a stamp on it
And niggas sell they whole soul to get they hands on it
Where bitches sellin' more pussy than a chicken sandwich
And poppin' Plan Bs, making babies vanish

Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks"
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out
Hol' up
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Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks"
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out
Hol' up

Back when it was diesel in the flash
We was on them woods, sittin' next to Pat
Shorty thought I played power forward for the Heat
The way I park the double R, where the players parking at
I bought it in cash and I bought her that ass and
She don't really love me, she just with me for the bag
No, the pussy ain't for free throwing, I'm watching paper tags
I'ma drive them crazy, A/C with juice I'm going bad, no
I'm from where the preachers and the thots mingle
Where God grants you forgiveness, but the cops'll kill you
When niggas get rich and cop big Benzes
And be broke the next week, back in the trenches

Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks"
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out
Hol' up

Coke of the dawn
Family Ties the dynamic
Yo

Ask me what I been through, I been gettin' shot (shot)
Flipped a couple bricks, yeah, I been duckin' cops (cops)
Henny live on Sunday, pull up in the drop (drop)
Kikis on the river, yeah we pulled up on a yacht (yacht)
This ain't really Gucci, this that Dapper Dan Gucci (gucci)
Molly, Percocets, got the Xannies and the roofies (roofies)
Niggas say they don's, if they really not the don
More like Nikki Bonds, niggas rattin' on they moms
I'm from where the dope got a stamp on it
And niggas sell they whole soul to get they hands on it
Where bitches sellin' more pussy than a chicken sandwich
And poppin' Plan Bs, making babies vanish

Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks"
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out
Hol' up
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Writer: Andre Lyon, Joseph Catagena
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