Charra Son
They say the good die young, where we come from (Good die young)
Charra up late night, praying for her son (For her son)
But they don't even much know, that I'm cold as sun (Cold as sun)
But cut from a different cloth bitch I ain't scared of nun' (Scared of nun')
For a bag, I catch a body for them funds (For them funds)
10 bands cash, I bust his head like it's nun' (Like it's nun')
Coming up in hell city you niggas ain't give me nun' (Give me nun')
I got it out the mud you fuck niggas can't tell me nun' (Tell me nun')
I hope God don't wash his hands with me 'cause I ain't nowhere near done
I'm known from busting fye and making fuck niggas run
I gotta couple arms with me that'll finish some
But when we slide out we gon' use AR's or some (Fye, fye)
I'm in the club, Ion give a fuck nigga put yo hands up (At all)
We can bump or shoot it out nigga you ain't said nun' (What it is)
I'm from the projects acting retarded, really get out my body (Sheesh)
I'm going Scotty, but hell nah I ain't popping molly's (The fuck)
Ain't shit 'bout me friendly I don't just fuck with any and everybody
Outside the hood I don't put a smile on for nobody (Fuck you mean)
'Cause lately I ain't been fucking with or feeling nobody (Uh, uh)
Niggas just be talking, I'm 'posed to been dead a long time ago (Acting like I'm scared)
Still got cases pending, from back then when I went down the road (Damn)
I just been praying, they don't send fat man down the road (At all)
Put ya hands on me that's self defense I'ma let this bitch go (Quick)
Fuck Leon County and hell nah I ain't scared to go
They say the good die young, where we come from (Good die young)
Charra up late night, praying for her son (For her son)
But they don't even much know, that I'm cold as sun (Cold as sun)
But cut from a different cloth bitch I ain't scared of nun' (Scared of nun')
For a bag, I catch a body for them funds (For them funds)
10 bands cash, I bust his head like it's nun' (Like it's nun')
Coming up in hell city you niggas ain't give me nun' (Give me nun')
I got it out the mud you fuck niggas can't tell me nun' (Tell me nun')
Charra up late night, praying for her son (For her son)
But they don't even much know, that I'm cold as sun (Cold as sun)
But cut from a different cloth bitch I ain't scared of nun' (Scared of nun')
For a bag, I catch a body for them funds (For them funds)
10 bands cash, I bust his head like it's nun' (Like it's nun')
Coming up in hell city you niggas ain't give me nun' (Give me nun')
I got it out the mud you fuck niggas can't tell me nun' (Tell me nun')
I hope God don't wash his hands with me 'cause I ain't nowhere near done
I'm known from busting fye and making fuck niggas run
I gotta couple arms with me that'll finish some
But when we slide out we gon' use AR's or some (Fye, fye)
I'm in the club, Ion give a fuck nigga put yo hands up (At all)
We can bump or shoot it out nigga you ain't said nun' (What it is)
I'm from the projects acting retarded, really get out my body (Sheesh)
I'm going Scotty, but hell nah I ain't popping molly's (The fuck)
Ain't shit 'bout me friendly I don't just fuck with any and everybody
Outside the hood I don't put a smile on for nobody (Fuck you mean)
'Cause lately I ain't been fucking with or feeling nobody (Uh, uh)
Niggas just be talking, I'm 'posed to been dead a long time ago (Acting like I'm scared)
Still got cases pending, from back then when I went down the road (Damn)
I just been praying, they don't send fat man down the road (At all)
Put ya hands on me that's self defense I'ma let this bitch go (Quick)
Fuck Leon County and hell nah I ain't scared to go
They say the good die young, where we come from (Good die young)
Charra up late night, praying for her son (For her son)
But they don't even much know, that I'm cold as sun (Cold as sun)
But cut from a different cloth bitch I ain't scared of nun' (Scared of nun')
For a bag, I catch a body for them funds (For them funds)
10 bands cash, I bust his head like it's nun' (Like it's nun')
Coming up in hell city you niggas ain't give me nun' (Give me nun')
I got it out the mud you fuck niggas can't tell me nun' (Tell me nun')
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Writer(s): Cordarius Johnson
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