10 Toes (feat. Cale'246)
Aye
Im just posted on my 10 toes widdit
Aye
I was taught you cant wait
Go and get it
Aye
Right or wrong
My brother slide I'm going widdit
Aye
Your baby-mamma on my line
You know I hit it
Aye
Sorry baby I just ball
I cant take no calls
Spending racks at the mall
With my nigga Dogg
Aye
I be maccin Like I'm Mall
But I ain't from Valejo
An I could never stall
Stay on go like I'm Diego
Remember I ain't have a
Dollar to my name
Till I HOPPED in the game
Bitch I JUMPED off the porch
Remember I was in that Honda
Now I been done came Porsche
Bitch I started in them bleachers
And I never changed sports
We ain't the same
I'm in a different Lane
Aye
Brothership
I'm from a different gang
Aye
Remember we was hustling in the rain
Aye
Now we putting diamonds in a chain
Aye
GeeOhhDee
Get the bag like nothing else matters
Aye
Feds took my dog
Bitch I cried right after
I ain't trippin
If I really want the bitch
I could have her
Dude trippin
Load a stick
Shoot that bitch
Right after
Aye
All that hating on a nigga
Wont make nothing come faster
Trying to run it up like gang
Gotta run a little faster
And these niggas left me at the bottom
But I built a ladder
Gang
Point the stick
Out the whip
When we drove past them
Bro got the sticky automatic
Draw
Faster
Doing all that faking for a bitch
Trying to act tuff
Used to throw them 10's back
Fin to pop my last one
My nigga died my heart gone
Act like I never had one
Diamonds on my neck
Had the bitch looking dumb
Stack more than I spend
Cause when I die
I cant take it with me
Gang spin so much
Bitch at home I cant take her with me
Get the drop on the Opps
Move in on his ass
Like we stay with em
Get the bag like nothing else matters
Aye
Feds took my dog
Bitch I cried right after
I ain't trippin
If I really want the bitch
I could have her
Dude trippin
Load a stick
Shoot that bitch
Right after
Aye
This Lifestyle will make your main Homie
Switch on you
He trying to snake you
Cuz he know you got that shit you
Yall from the same hood
Came up the same way
The difference is he FOLDED
And then that made him hate
He gone stab u in the back you let him around
Leave it to him
He'd rather see you 6 feet in the ground
He just waiting on his chance that he can catch you slippin
You better give his ass the BLUES
Make em respect yo crippin
Yall done gave the game a black eye nigga
I would have never thought I'd have to smackmy nigga
Bud we ain't from the same cloth
Ima different fabric
We are not the same breed
Ima different savage
Bud Ima get the cabbage
While yall niggas in yall feelings
Yall had a couple chances
But yall missed
Yall didn't kill me
Through all the bullshit
I stayed solid and I'm still
Me
All You Snake Niggas Can starve
Ima still eat
Get the bag like nothing else matters
Aye
Feds took my dog
Bitch I cried right after
I ain't trippin
If I really want the bitch
I could have her
Dude trippin
Load a stick
Shoot that bitch
Right after
Aye
Get the bag like nothing else matters
Aye
Feds took my dog
Bitch I cried right after
I ain't trippin
If I really want the bitch
I could have her
Dude trippin
Load a stick
Shoot that bitch
Right after
Aye
Im just posted on my 10 toes widdit
Aye
I was taught you cant wait
Go and get it
Aye
Right or wrong
My brother slide I'm going widdit
Aye
Your baby-mamma on my line
You know I hit it
Aye
Sorry baby I just ball
I cant take no calls
Spending racks at the mall
With my nigga Dogg
Aye
I be maccin Like I'm Mall
But I ain't from Valejo
An I could never stall
Stay on go like I'm Diego
Remember I ain't have a
Dollar to my name
Till I HOPPED in the game
Bitch I JUMPED off the porch
Remember I was in that Honda
Now I been done came Porsche
Bitch I started in them bleachers
And I never changed sports
We ain't the same
I'm in a different Lane
Aye
Brothership
I'm from a different gang
Aye
Remember we was hustling in the rain
Aye
Now we putting diamonds in a chain
Aye
GeeOhhDee
Get the bag like nothing else matters
Aye
Feds took my dog
Bitch I cried right after
I ain't trippin
If I really want the bitch
I could have her
Dude trippin
Load a stick
Shoot that bitch
Right after
Aye
All that hating on a nigga
Wont make nothing come faster
Trying to run it up like gang
Gotta run a little faster
And these niggas left me at the bottom
But I built a ladder
Gang
Point the stick
Out the whip
When we drove past them
Bro got the sticky automatic
Draw
Faster
Doing all that faking for a bitch
Trying to act tuff
Used to throw them 10's back
Fin to pop my last one
My nigga died my heart gone
Act like I never had one
Diamonds on my neck
Had the bitch looking dumb
Stack more than I spend
Cause when I die
I cant take it with me
Gang spin so much
Bitch at home I cant take her with me
Get the drop on the Opps
Move in on his ass
Like we stay with em
Get the bag like nothing else matters
Aye
Feds took my dog
Bitch I cried right after
I ain't trippin
If I really want the bitch
I could have her
Dude trippin
Load a stick
Shoot that bitch
Right after
Aye
This Lifestyle will make your main Homie
Switch on you
He trying to snake you
Cuz he know you got that shit you
Yall from the same hood
Came up the same way
The difference is he FOLDED
And then that made him hate
He gone stab u in the back you let him around
Leave it to him
He'd rather see you 6 feet in the ground
He just waiting on his chance that he can catch you slippin
You better give his ass the BLUES
Make em respect yo crippin
Yall done gave the game a black eye nigga
I would have never thought I'd have to smackmy nigga
Bud we ain't from the same cloth
Ima different fabric
We are not the same breed
Ima different savage
Bud Ima get the cabbage
While yall niggas in yall feelings
Yall had a couple chances
But yall missed
Yall didn't kill me
Through all the bullshit
I stayed solid and I'm still
Me
All You Snake Niggas Can starve
Ima still eat
Get the bag like nothing else matters
Aye
Feds took my dog
Bitch I cried right after
I ain't trippin
If I really want the bitch
I could have her
Dude trippin
Load a stick
Shoot that bitch
Right after
Aye
Get the bag like nothing else matters
Aye
Feds took my dog
Bitch I cried right after
I ain't trippin
If I really want the bitch
I could have her
Dude trippin
Load a stick
Shoot that bitch
Right after
Aye
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Writer(s): Terrance Owens
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