Dirty Burg

I do this sh*t here for Scotland County!
North Carolina!
All of my n who reppin' the dime!
I know some crips and I know some slims who poppin that 9 you get outta line!
My city crazy!
Shit could get brazy!
F where you from it ain't nun like mine!
Free all the guys who serving they time!
F you and yours!
Y'all ain't nun like mine!

Home of the city where we pullin' cards!
P, you p!
You know that you p!
You front for these b you not really hard!
Spin on yo block and leave sum in yo car!

Pressing the issue the moment they catch you!
Yeah they gone stretch you!
Hittin yo momma, yo cousins, yo nephew
Whoever you next to!

Beef widda n
That s ain't the smartest if you gotta weapon and that s is garbage
Up on a opp and that mothaf jam you gone die where you stand just for being retarded
Boy where I'm from we gone die by respect and respect all we got R.I.P to the fallen
N they say that they bout it till you make em prove then find out that they was just talkin!

Jumped off the porch I was ready for all of that!
Front line!
I'm bout it!
Bet Hinton ain't fallin' back!
First one to swing!
I got stripes off the strength of that!
Beef with me nigga, yeah we can can get into that!

I grew up f*ckin with gang Bangaz!
You grew up hangin' with name namers!
You in the house like a lightskin!
I'm in the field like a darkskin!

I do this sh*t here for Scotland County!
North Carolina!
All of my n who reppin' the dime!
I know some crips and I know some slims who poppin that 9 you get outta line
My city crazy!
Shit could get brazy!
F where you from it ain't nun like mine!
Free all the guys who serving they time!
F you and yours!
Y'all ain't nun like mine!

Home of the city where we pullin' cards
P, you p
You know that you p
You front for these b you not really hard!
Spin on yo block and leave sum in yo car!

Pressing the issue the moment they catch you!
Yeah they gone stretch you!
Hittin yo momma, yo cousins, yo nephew
Whoever you next to!

F what you sayin I came up so different!
I kept it real that's why everyone listen!
I got the s they ain't know that they need!
Life in the present I swear I'm so gifted!
I'm in this b like I own it no tenet!
You in this b, only here for a minute!
They give me credit where credit is given!
Just for me talkin that shit that I'm livin'!

These n living a life they ain't bout!
Fraud!
N, I'm callin em out!
My mommma hated I followed my brother!
She yelling!
We both in and outta the house!

Ahh man!
F is you sayin'?
Ran with my brother like I'm with the clan!

Life in a hoodie!
Up to no goodie!
Poppin my s on these lil bitty b!
They all in they feelings
They yellin' "how could he?"
I played it humble!
I'm right where I should be!
Right where I should be!
You wish that you could be!
The top gotta view that you wish that you could see!

Came a long way from that trailer and pine tree!
Burn thru a light if the cops get behind!
Flea Market my music till somebody sign me!



Credits
Writer(s): Hinton Covington
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