Racks
Hunnit racks, hunnit racks, want my jeans stuffed
But for now I'm in the hood with a thing tucked
Game of life, dealt some hands but I peep bluffs
Real nigga in the flesh I don't speak tough
Gang of niggas outside with extreme schemes
Rest In Peace Tommy Gz we the dream team
Disrespect on any level we don't let slide
25th from the ave we express pride
OGs paved the way they the best guides
When I'm done with ya bitch, where the next slide
Love my talk, how I move, she impressed by
How I'm a young fly nigga from the West Side
Live the life I would dream cause I'm on now
Bitches didn't wanna speak but sing my songs now
Momma love that's my heart, I need her more proud
Gotta take her out the hood I made a strong vow
Her, Me, Chris, and Voe it was us four
Born and raised on the block, from the 4th floor
Gave us everything we wanted, we ain't want more
Came from nothin on the East, she ain't duck wars
Pretty boss ran the block, she caused uproars
Momma love momma love yes I do adore
Tryna put her in Celine, get her new Dior
If she pull up to a spot she could buy the store
If it's anything she want I bet I could afford
Tryna book so many flights I want her to explore
Cause we living better now then we was before
On a mission to the bag and we up in scores
But for now I'm in the hood with a thing tucked
Game of life, dealt some hands but I peep bluffs
Real nigga in the flesh I don't speak tough
Gang of niggas outside with extreme schemes
Rest In Peace Tommy Gz we the dream team
Disrespect on any level we don't let slide
25th from the ave we express pride
OGs paved the way they the best guides
When I'm done with ya bitch, where the next slide
Love my talk, how I move, she impressed by
How I'm a young fly nigga from the West Side
Live the life I would dream cause I'm on now
Bitches didn't wanna speak but sing my songs now
Momma love that's my heart, I need her more proud
Gotta take her out the hood I made a strong vow
Her, Me, Chris, and Voe it was us four
Born and raised on the block, from the 4th floor
Gave us everything we wanted, we ain't want more
Came from nothin on the East, she ain't duck wars
Pretty boss ran the block, she caused uproars
Momma love momma love yes I do adore
Tryna put her in Celine, get her new Dior
If she pull up to a spot she could buy the store
If it's anything she want I bet I could afford
Tryna book so many flights I want her to explore
Cause we living better now then we was before
On a mission to the bag and we up in scores
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Writer(s): Najwa Livigni
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