No Why
Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Hop out stuntin' I got my shades on
Side bitch on the line but my lil bae home
Tryna' stay out the grave I got this ray gun
Better stay out my way before you get sprayed on
And that's a fact you better relax, in my jack I got that sack
Hit up my lil killer couple stacks will get you whacked
He a real street nigga do no chatting on the apps
He walk down on em draw down on em clap em leave em flat, Yeah
Niggas say they want some but I know that's cap
You pussy ass niggas don't want none got way too many straps
Got them Fifties in them handguns, glock 18s and macs
We them niggas from the bottom you cant find us on a map, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
I remember back when I was young
Jumped straight off the porch I had a pack I had a gun
My momma told me chill before you get what you don't want
Told my momma I'm too real baby this is what I'm on, Yeah
Married to the streets, got some niggas doin' time
I just off the phone with my dawg he doing fine
He a real street nigga he ain't never drop a dime
They locked him in a cell now my nigga throwing signs, Yeah
Pussy ass nigga wanna tell, Ima get him whacked thru the mail
I came from the bottom like shells, got a bag all by myself
I know my daughter she proud she see her daddy and smile
I'm gettin' this money right now to the top ain't no more downs, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Hop out stuntin' I got my shades on
Side bitch on the line but my lil bae home
Tryna' stay out the grave I got this ray gun
Better stay out my way before you get sprayed on
And that's a fact you better relax, in my jack I got that sack
Hit up my lil killer couple stacks will get you whacked
He a real street nigga do no chatting on the apps
He walk down on em draw down on em clap em leave em flat, Yeah
Niggas say they want some but I know that's cap
You pussy ass niggas don't want none got way too many straps
Got them Fifties in them handguns, glock 18s and macs
We them niggas from the bottom you cant find us on a map, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
I remember back when I was young
Jumped straight off the porch I had a pack I had a gun
My momma told me chill before you get what you don't want
Told my momma I'm too real baby this is what I'm on, Yeah
Married to the streets, got some niggas doin' time
I just off the phone with my dawg he doing fine
He a real street nigga he ain't never drop a dime
They locked him in a cell now my nigga throwing signs, Yeah
Pussy ass nigga wanna tell, Ima get him whacked thru the mail
I came from the bottom like shells, got a bag all by myself
I know my daughter she proud she see her daddy and smile
I'm gettin' this money right now to the top ain't no more downs, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new clip new semi auto let them stones fly, Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Shyheim Lamb
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