Badmon

Yeah
Came from spinnin' blocks (Yeah)
They ain't sendin' shots (Yeah)
I came from the mud to a brand new coupe
They don't want no smoke (Yeah)
Knew that from the jump (Yeah)
I been laying low tryna keep my cool
We gone turn it up, semi's tucked
That's a bluff, not the one, (Yeah)
Run it up, choppa's bust (Yeah)
They want smoke, we can go to war (Yeah)
Came from spinnin' blocks (Yeah)
They ain't sendin' shots (Yeah)
I came from the mud to a brand new coupe
They don't want no smoke (Yeah)
Knew that from the jump (Yeah)
I been laying low tryna keep my cool
We gone turn it up, semi's tucked
That's a bluff, not the one, (Yeah)
Run it up, choppa's bust (Yeah)
They want smoke, we can go to war (Yeah)

Bought a K with a hunnid shots in it for the opp niggas
We gone spin they blocks til they're gone
They all think it's sweet 'til that Glock
Hit 'em or the opps get 'em lost my brothers
I just gotta stay strong
We came from a dark place, shots pop, heart race
Tires screech, block spun
Sound like some cars raced
We came from the same mud, how them niggas all hate?
I'm just screaming, "free all of my niggas in them barred gates"

Came from spinnin' blocks (Yeah)
They ain't sendin' shots (Yeah)
I came from the mud to a brand new coupe
They don't want no smoke (Yeah)
Knew that from the jump (Yeah)
I been laying low tryna keep my cool
We gone turn it up, semi's tucked
That's a bluff, not the one, (Yeah)
Run it up, choppa's bust (Yeah)
They want smoke, we can go to war (Yeah)
Came from spinnin' blocks (Yeah)
They ain't sendin' shots (Yeah)
I came from the mud to a brand new coupe
They don't want no smoke (Yeah)
Knew that from the jump (Yeah)
I been laying low tryna keep my cool
We gone turn it up, semi's tucked
That's a bluff, not the one, (Yeah)
Run it up, choppa's bust (Yeah)
They want smoke, we can go to war (Yeah)

See I was tryna keep my cool
But a lot of niggas hating
So I keep the tool
I know they looking for me and I peep the fools
I'd be dammed if I let a nigga eat my food
We could go to war
I know all about them trenches, I was there before
It was me and all my henchmen looking for the door
I kicked it down, put down my fist, then I used my voice
And then we woke up the whole industry with all that noise
I knew by four years old, I knew I'd be successful
Man, I felt it in my soul
I had a lot of setbacks
I was deep inside that hole
But a nigga bounced back it was all about control
See I wanna know, how making my whole team rich feels
I'm chasing these dreams like Meek Mill
I stay on the move can't stay still
And these diamonds on my neck the only thing chill



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Writer(s): Demaurae Rondelle Nichols
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