Note to the Street

We gone let the beat talk
See this is exactly how it was, shout out to Lucci
Bad bitches tryna use me, she addicted to G's like it's Gucci
She dripped in' Emilio Pucci

Chasin' a dream, not chasin' no pussy
I'm a lit nigga, you a rookie
Super blood, mad blues like I'm Tookie
How is she bad but toting wack pussy

Oh No
I'm addicted to blues, nigga the brothers
Do it for racks, give a fuck about a color
Pick up the phone like a nigga was thugger

Grew up with nothin', For real
Caught myself poppin' them Adderall pills
Wonderin' how I was managing still
Came home, started baggin' like C-Town

Couple hating' niggas look up to me now
We back and we better
Pringles the flavor be cheddar
visions, we put them together

Bad vibes couldn't sit in my mental
Bad bitch held a load of potential
She sucked me, she fucked me I
Woo in the rental

Damn
See this is exactly how it was, though
we was up, no
We still up, yeah

Somehow this shit get rough
Niggas tuck, but these fuck niggas quick to show you love
Yeah
Jump in the Benz then I threw it in clutch

Real nigga goin' up
I get the bag from the first through the fifth of the month
She know that I'm up
She know that I'm one in a million

She lovin' my body, my image
Transitioned my Cartier lenses
Gave them the hope and the vision
I put the Rrr in relentless

I put these niggas on pension
I see the hate from a distance
Jugging all we got, gon' keep it persistent
Baby, I came from the trenches

Baby, you fell for a menace

See this is exactly how it was, shout out to Lucci
Bad bitches tryna use me, she addicted to G's like it's Gucci
She dripped in' Emilio Pucci

Chasin' a dream, not chasin' no pussy
lit nigga, you a rookie
Super blood, mad blues like I'm Tookie
How is she bad but toting wack pussy

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffery Elinor
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