The Punishment
True tales from a scared soldier
Snatch ya broad, hold her by both shoulders
You mad you can't control her
Dogg raps clean like head and shoulders
2019 HOVA
Mixed with Rios, and Wallace
Certified real nigga
Hustle dough out ya wallet
The end goal was get that profit
The benzo swerving through block speeding
With the windows fogging
Those be the shooters
Pull up black and black with the big ruger
Don't make the Bigg Dogg do it to ya
We came from dark times
Real ones you never outshine
Never color out the lines
Never been color blind
Henny and summer time
Like Coke and soda
Fiends roasting up like rock like a pot with Folgers
Many rhymes I write heavily I keep it in folders
In my mind never slacking, elevate as I get older
Kept an old school leather as them nights got colder
Had to switch up with the swag cuz the hammer was showing
Put my 10,000 hours in and mastered this rap shit
Apart from all the side work
I never ass kiss
Uh
Toe smoker
Get money keep a 45th
Her pussy looking real clean like my new kicks
Two sticks for the purpose of war
I was riding through the city I was smoking the raw
We was in out the studio, looking piss poor
Had to get this money grab the pieces off the floor
Did it for the money and my Dreams well of course
But I'll take the fame and the name And the whores
Only need a couple then I kick em out the door
We can get the money long as you can keep score
They ain't seen a fat nigga like this before
Wrapping up trees and I'm digging out her walls
Money in the safe means money in the floors
Guns getting drawn mean a nigga want war
You must be high like you smoked out the jar
I remember pitching on the block with the force
Stuck writing bars cuz I never had a choice
We was selling dope
After we was doing chores
But after many years, young niggas they matured
Thought about tours tryna sell out all the stores
All a nigga rap is damaging
Pulled the ruger out, you be frozen like a manikin
The money calling like a rooster uh
Don't get sandwiched in
They'll do anything to see back where you was standing and,
You was praying for your blessings and it's all been happening
I treat this rap shit like AI ain't no practicing
When I liked up with my nigga Luca Max he mastered this
Ain't no room for any pacifist or any acting shit
Snatch ya broad, hold her by both shoulders
You mad you can't control her
Dogg raps clean like head and shoulders
2019 HOVA
Mixed with Rios, and Wallace
Certified real nigga
Hustle dough out ya wallet
The end goal was get that profit
The benzo swerving through block speeding
With the windows fogging
Those be the shooters
Pull up black and black with the big ruger
Don't make the Bigg Dogg do it to ya
We came from dark times
Real ones you never outshine
Never color out the lines
Never been color blind
Henny and summer time
Like Coke and soda
Fiends roasting up like rock like a pot with Folgers
Many rhymes I write heavily I keep it in folders
In my mind never slacking, elevate as I get older
Kept an old school leather as them nights got colder
Had to switch up with the swag cuz the hammer was showing
Put my 10,000 hours in and mastered this rap shit
Apart from all the side work
I never ass kiss
Uh
Toe smoker
Get money keep a 45th
Her pussy looking real clean like my new kicks
Two sticks for the purpose of war
I was riding through the city I was smoking the raw
We was in out the studio, looking piss poor
Had to get this money grab the pieces off the floor
Did it for the money and my Dreams well of course
But I'll take the fame and the name And the whores
Only need a couple then I kick em out the door
We can get the money long as you can keep score
They ain't seen a fat nigga like this before
Wrapping up trees and I'm digging out her walls
Money in the safe means money in the floors
Guns getting drawn mean a nigga want war
You must be high like you smoked out the jar
I remember pitching on the block with the force
Stuck writing bars cuz I never had a choice
We was selling dope
After we was doing chores
But after many years, young niggas they matured
Thought about tours tryna sell out all the stores
All a nigga rap is damaging
Pulled the ruger out, you be frozen like a manikin
The money calling like a rooster uh
Don't get sandwiched in
They'll do anything to see back where you was standing and,
You was praying for your blessings and it's all been happening
I treat this rap shit like AI ain't no practicing
When I liked up with my nigga Luca Max he mastered this
Ain't no room for any pacifist or any acting shit
Credits
Writer(s): Victor Corujo
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