Represent

They ain't fuckin' with me back then I feel like Fredo bang
My self awareness actin' up I'm boutta leave that 30. hang
From the left, to the right
Nigga I just feel like 50
Now I'm up, with my foe
Boutta put on for my city like

Finger on the ruger
Diamonds dance like Baracuda
My niggas killas' yeah they shooters
Now he prayin' just like Buddah
I feel like durkio in '06
I mix the pot just im kuna
Like how you talk up on my set
I might just pull up in all red
And if that nigga want some smoke
Yeah we goin stick to what he said
My young dawg he just want the bread
So no no we don't talk to feds
We put them shells up to your head
Then throw the body off a bridge
But you know it's real shit so I gotta represent

Flip it to the south side Issa new page bitch
Blew his brains all on the floor now he lying on the pavement
I shove my dick up in her mouth now she speaking habla English
If she taking on my name I shoot her foot just like she Megan
Damn
I ain't gotta do her like that
But if you phoning on phone I might just pull up in all black
All my niggas yeah they scheming pull up with a 30. mag
They ain't fifty shades of Grey
This is thirty shades of red

They ain't fuckin' with me back then I feel like Fredo bang
My self awareness actin' up I'm boutta leave that 30. hang
From the left, to the right
Nigga I just feel like 50
Now I'm up, with my foe
Boutta put on for my city like

Dreadlock we come back
.40 It got clapback
I just got self motivation I ain't really takin all that
Roll that boy up in a cigarette I smoke him like he all black
And that lil boy think he funny we got choppas that goin' kickback
YSL that be the gang like the muthafuckin' hatchback
And I've been a 1of1 nigga since a young hatchback

From the left, to the right
Nigga I just feel like 50
Now I'm up, with my foe
Boutta put on for my city like

Finger on the ruger
Diamonds dance like Baracuda
My niggas killas yeah they shooters
Now he prayin' just like Buddah
I feel like durkio in '06
I mix the pot just im kuna
Like how you talk up on my set
I might just pull up in all red
And if that nigga want some smoke
Yeah we goin stick to what he said
My young dawg he just want the bread
So no no we don't talk to feds
We put them shells up to your head
Then throw the body off a bridge
But you know it's real shit so I gotta represent



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Writer(s): Arahan Bhattacharjee
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