DMV Intro

Yeah, Pablo Juan, nigga, real Hoodrich shit
Man, I ain't used to have shit, nigga, nothin', like literally
Had to goddamn go steal my food, like no money for lunch lines
Mom dukes ain't have it, it's all good though
Know what I'm sayin', it was all good
We used to sleep on dirty clothes, no cap
Like it wasn't even no bed, like
Nigga, goddamn
Like we just came up hard,
tryna put shit down, you know what I'm sayin'?
Don't let this shit think like, just 'cause I look like this
Know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck ass nigga, I'm puttin' you down
I do this shit, nigga
No cap, nigga
All that rap cap shit, nigga, I really live like this, nigga
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout, y'all niggas
Like straight up, nigga, you gotta be in the streets to know about it
Don't talk shit on the low, you know what I'm sayin'?
Pussy ass niggas
Pablo Juan, nigga
Blo the Movie, nigga
Fuck what these niggas talkin' about
Zone 6 nigga, Pyrex whipper
Fuck wrong with these niggas?

You all know me but don't know where I came from
All I had was some dope and a gun
Better run, you ain't got nothin' to bond
Catchin' fast shots, stop it soon as it come
Young nigga from the projects, I swear I had nothin'
Had to go take my food if I wanted to eat lunch
From the bottom of the hill where they scared to come
Run off in your house when the feds come
Broke, I ain't got nowhere to go, gotta figure it out
No washer or dryer, your clothes getting wringed out
All day sittin' in the hallway at Green Box
Couldn't even afford the new drawers or socks
Been a real trapper, police is my only opps
Came up on Candler where niggas don't make it out
I don't even go on no dates, you can't take me out
Rich nigga, I give 'em something to hate about
No cap, since twelve years old, had a bomb
Had me a trap in the back of the flea market
I went from shit to that Louis Vuitton
Ex-bitch mad 'cause she thought I wasn't the one
My street money fresh like new Air Force 1's
Can't walk a mile in my double C's
Take an arm and a leg with the blue cheese
I can do it with no hands, got loose leaf
I could murk him or just kill him when I succeed
You can't kill me, I go in the ground as a seed
Damn, they wanna know how I proceed
I was built for this shit like I'm Keanu Reeves
I was broke with no money, I had to take pleas
Go get the sack, I can't slip, I got cleats
Drugs in my blood make my heart beat
Got bitches like chickens, they white meat, dark meat
Got more Cartiers than friends
I was broke and I prayed for a Benz
They was up and they ain't had nothin' to lend
They did me dirty, I had to go cleanse
Pablo Juan the one that's settin' the trends
I seen a million dollars 'fore a million followers
He was tryna go eat, he got full off the hollows
I live for the day, make sure I'm straight tomorrow

Put these young niggas on,
they try to take me out, you know what I'm sayin'?

Ooh, thought it was over, it ain't
I'm swappin' that lean for my blood by the pint
Bought my mama a house and a car, made her faint
Got a half a million in the bank
Every color money but the kitchen sink
I gotta stop and thank God
Yeah, the re-up was two for five at the Econo Lodge
Even my opps gon' tell you I ain't a fraud
I was almost dead, got plugged in and got a charge
Been had the bars and I ain't talkin' rap bars
Smokin' in the car, they called up the drug dogs
Lean might be red or the purple, don't drink Par
Jumped off the porch, I ain't never had a day job
Seen some niggas lose they life playin' hard
Came from the bando to five-car garage
I sold every drug and I put that on God
I'm savin' that money, I'm lettin' it rot
Ain't used to have nothin', now look what I got
Can't put my trust in nothin' but this Glock
Shit was hard, but I'm never gon' stop
At the bottom, stayed down 'til I got to the top
You fake like a prop
Had to go sleep on the floor with my nigga Scott
They left me in the ocean, I had to go figure out
Ain't never gon' fit in with you niggas, I'ma stand out
Follow the leader, I'm bringin' the bands out
They wanna see me locked up or layin' out

Won't go like that though, know what I'm sayin'?
Blo the Movie, nigga, keep watchin'



Credits
Writer(s): Sterling Pennix Jr., Kedrick Isaiah Cannady
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