Locked in for real for real
The light over here
We good, ahhh
Move like wolf if I see a sheep then I gotta feast
I'm from the coast I'm talking east I'm talking the beast
Who wanna go to war? I'm on the FDR doing a hunned at least
They know I roll in peace buh, they don't know that I roll with a piece
These niggas ain't up to speed they poppin' a bean just to pick up the pace
I'm rolling my own smoke ion trust these niggas that shit could be laced
I'm counting my chips I like dem shits crispy iron it out if its ruffle
I ain't from Crenshaw or Slausen but you know that I hussle
I'm in the neighborhood make sure my paper good
Then we gone get on the highway
My license suspended but I'm unoffended ima just do it the fly way
My momma ain't raise a fool but I'm gone break the rules
And we gone do this shit my way
I got a lil Mexican f*ck her good
When I can then she gone make me tamales
Mon sick inna de head pussybwoy don't try me
Diss White Plains yuh dead yuh better go kiss yuh mommy
Forth block barbarian before my time like AD
Vampires and blood suckers wanna they wanna take all my energy
Run up on me you'll get pop pop pop off self defense
Cops and robbers with them crackers f*ck around and hop the fence
My teacher told me that there's no such thing as common sense
She said if it don't make money then it don't make no, haha
Niggas pocket watching wrist watching gotta protect your patek
Niggas chain snatching face slashing, bitch ima cut off your neck
Niggas wanna jump on the bandwagon got damn ain't no space left
Pants sagging bandana hanging go ahead rep yo set
I want my respect ima die about it
When talking that facts just don't lie about it
You screaming out blocks we gone slide by it
Couple homies in the grave had to cry about it
I know niggas ain't outside cause yah got curfew
We had to get it out the mud nigga it wasn't fertile
Huh huh
Quit acting bougie that's how you lose me bitches be doing too much
This is the new me please don't confuse me, for who? such and such
You know what it is you know who it is, it's M to the O to the S sign
If ion see 1, 000, 000, 000 then I cant sign the bottom line
I need a mill nigga, two mill, three, four nigga
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Locked in for real for real
The light over here
We good, ahhh
Move like wolf if I see a sheep then I gotta feast
I'm from the coast I'm talking east I'm talking the beast
Who wanna go to war? I'm on the FDR doing a hunned at least
They know I roll in peace buh, they don't know that I roll with a piece
These niggas ain't up to speed they poppin' a bean just to pick up the pace
I'm rolling my own smoke ion trust these niggas that shit could be laced
I'm counting my chips I like dem shits crispy iron it out if its ruffle
I ain't from Crenshaw or Slausen but you know that I hussle
I'm in the neighborhood make sure my paper good
Then we gone get on the highway
My license suspended but I'm unoffended ima just do it the fly way
My momma ain't raise a fool but I'm gone break the rules
And we gone do this shit my way
I got a lil Mexican f*ck her good
When I can then she gone make me tamales
Mon sick inna de head pussybwoy don't try me
Diss White Plains yuh dead yuh better go kiss yuh mommy
Forth block barbarian before my time like AD
Vampires and blood suckers wanna they wanna take all my energy
Run up on me you'll get pop pop pop off self defense
Cops and robbers with them crackers f*ck around and hop the fence
My teacher told me that there's no such thing as common sense
She said if it don't make money then it don't make no, haha
Niggas pocket watching wrist watching gotta protect your patek
Niggas chain snatching face slashing, bitch ima cut off your neck
Niggas wanna jump on the bandwagon got damn ain't no space left
Pants sagging bandana hanging go ahead rep yo set
I want my respect ima die about it
When talking that facts just don't lie about it
You screaming out blocks we gone slide by it
Couple homies in the grave had to cry about it
I know niggas ain't outside cause yah got curfew
We had to get it out the mud nigga it wasn't fertile
Huh huh
Quit acting bougie that's how you lose me bitches be doing too much
This is the new me please don't confuse me, for who? such and such
You know what it is you know who it is, it's M to the O to the S sign
If ion see 1, 000, 000, 000 then I cant sign the bottom line
I need a mill nigga, two mill, three, four nigga
The light over here
We good, ahhh
Move like wolf if I see a sheep then I gotta feast
I'm from the coast I'm talking east I'm talking the beast
Who wanna go to war? I'm on the FDR doing a hunned at least
They know I roll in peace buh, they don't know that I roll with a piece
These niggas ain't up to speed they poppin' a bean just to pick up the pace
I'm rolling my own smoke ion trust these niggas that shit could be laced
I'm counting my chips I like dem shits crispy iron it out if its ruffle
I ain't from Crenshaw or Slausen but you know that I hussle
I'm in the neighborhood make sure my paper good
Then we gone get on the highway
My license suspended but I'm unoffended ima just do it the fly way
My momma ain't raise a fool but I'm gone break the rules
And we gone do this shit my way
I got a lil Mexican f*ck her good
When I can then she gone make me tamales
Mon sick inna de head pussybwoy don't try me
Diss White Plains yuh dead yuh better go kiss yuh mommy
Forth block barbarian before my time like AD
Vampires and blood suckers wanna they wanna take all my energy
Run up on me you'll get pop pop pop off self defense
Cops and robbers with them crackers f*ck around and hop the fence
My teacher told me that there's no such thing as common sense
She said if it don't make money then it don't make no, haha
Niggas pocket watching wrist watching gotta protect your patek
Niggas chain snatching face slashing, bitch ima cut off your neck
Niggas wanna jump on the bandwagon got damn ain't no space left
Pants sagging bandana hanging go ahead rep yo set
I want my respect ima die about it
When talking that facts just don't lie about it
You screaming out blocks we gone slide by it
Couple homies in the grave had to cry about it
I know niggas ain't outside cause yah got curfew
We had to get it out the mud nigga it wasn't fertile
Huh huh
Quit acting bougie that's how you lose me bitches be doing too much
This is the new me please don't confuse me, for who? such and such
You know what it is you know who it is, it's M to the O to the S sign
If ion see 1, 000, 000, 000 then I cant sign the bottom line
I need a mill nigga, two mill, three, four nigga
Writer: Maurice Farquharson
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