Lakeshore Hustlas - 90s Child Lyrics

Da Maestro!
Ima 90s child with the styles that'll have your blood so pumped up
In 99 I was in 1st grade slaying, runnin it up
South Chicago, Niños Heroes, we not givin a f*ck
And I'm 90's wild, so I hit em with the f*ckin stunna
Drapped up with the Enyce
Swimmin in drip, like its some Fiji
Practicing raps nothing comes easy
Gotta go fast, like Lamborghini
Putting on some rubber bands to keep my jeans from getting stepped
Stay up off the grass and water keep my forces super fresh
Ballin out up at the corner store now thats a super flex
Crunchy Kurls with cheese and plus some juice so now we super set
Hittin the blocks without a fifi
Had the most fun without a TV
Showin no love on our graffiti
Thought we was one but that was deceiving
I'm a 90s child with the styles that'll make your mother f*ck up
When she come here beggin I just serve her cuz her ass is stuck up
And when all her badass friends wanna f*ck I pass em to my brothas
And I'm out here now just posted up in front not under cover
I'm from Illinois, we honest like Abe
All of a sudden, things start to change
All of the noise infecting the brain
And all of ya boys they flippin again
Flippin the script, I knew you would you washed up actor
I'm quick with the shit, ain't new to this you look like a disaster
All outta luck, you late with the payment
Pull out the pump, you hittin the pavement
Put em in trunk, the river will take him
What in the f*ck the nigga was thinkin
Rollin thru the hood gotta unload the sawed off
Rollin thru my rolodex you know I Better Call Saul