Corner Store Flow
I don't think about the
Nigga's that crossed me
I don't think about
The bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep them people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
I hope the Lord can't forgive me Because he know I'm sinning
Them pussy niggas took my Brothers
So you know in spinning
Ain't get my rights back yet
But just know it's pending
It's still straight like that
This shit ain't never ending
Never fold never told
And I ain't never bending
I'm still sticking to the code
Nigga who you kidding
A big dog that's for show
Nigga you a kitten
Just got a brand new forty four
Call it new addition
Lately I been laying low
I play a new position
So if you love em let em know
Before you do a mission
If you was hustling by that store Nigga you a listen
Lost Cook lost Spro
Almost lost my ambition
Long as I'm trusting the vibes Then I can never lose
They ever tell you pick a side
Then you better choose
Choppa hit ya in the side
Then it better ooze
If one of my nigga's died Somebody better lose
I don't think about
The nigga's that crossed me
I don't think about
The bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep them people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
I don't think about
The nigga's that crossed me
I don't think
About the bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep them people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
I'm still hustling and grinding Running up a bag
I'm still that nigga in my hood I'm still yelling bad
I'm still fucking on they bitches Got these niggas mad
They tryna say we old now
But we still on they ass
Still on the gas
Can't nothing stop me
But a grave nigga
We made nigga's made moves And got this paper nigga
My balling bother they spirit They show the hater in em
You know I rap about these Streets
Cause bitch I made it in Em
I made a name and made a way Then got away from niggas
They won't admit it
But I really paved the way from Nigga's
All these graves and prisons
They got a place for nigga's
Gone make it any day and I put that On Tracy nigga
I don't think about
The nigga's that crossed me
I don't think about
The bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep them people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
I don't think about
The nigga's that crossed me
I don't think
About the bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep the people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
Nigga's that crossed me
I don't think about
The bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep them people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
I hope the Lord can't forgive me Because he know I'm sinning
Them pussy niggas took my Brothers
So you know in spinning
Ain't get my rights back yet
But just know it's pending
It's still straight like that
This shit ain't never ending
Never fold never told
And I ain't never bending
I'm still sticking to the code
Nigga who you kidding
A big dog that's for show
Nigga you a kitten
Just got a brand new forty four
Call it new addition
Lately I been laying low
I play a new position
So if you love em let em know
Before you do a mission
If you was hustling by that store Nigga you a listen
Lost Cook lost Spro
Almost lost my ambition
Long as I'm trusting the vibes Then I can never lose
They ever tell you pick a side
Then you better choose
Choppa hit ya in the side
Then it better ooze
If one of my nigga's died Somebody better lose
I don't think about
The nigga's that crossed me
I don't think about
The bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep them people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
I don't think about
The nigga's that crossed me
I don't think
About the bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep them people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
I'm still hustling and grinding Running up a bag
I'm still that nigga in my hood I'm still yelling bad
I'm still fucking on they bitches Got these niggas mad
They tryna say we old now
But we still on they ass
Still on the gas
Can't nothing stop me
But a grave nigga
We made nigga's made moves And got this paper nigga
My balling bother they spirit They show the hater in em
You know I rap about these Streets
Cause bitch I made it in Em
I made a name and made a way Then got away from niggas
They won't admit it
But I really paved the way from Nigga's
All these graves and prisons
They got a place for nigga's
Gone make it any day and I put that On Tracy nigga
I don't think about
The nigga's that crossed me
I don't think about
The bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep them people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
I don't think about
The nigga's that crossed me
I don't think
About the bitches that lost me
I ain't no softy
I gotta keep the people up off me I gotta keep the reaper up off me
Because he know I'm winning
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Writer(s): Samuel Bunch
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