Heard of Us

A young n back
It's only right that I turn it up
Had to stack my racks sit back
Had to get my earnings up
On God
If the contract don't got more than six O's
I burn it up
Dreams Don't Die the mob
Gotta be sleep you ain't heard of us

You ain't my slatt we can't chop it up
No leaving evidence n we mop it up
I dick her down and she top it up
You only keep me around 'cause I'm popular
Would've left me if I wasn't so poppin'
I got the ball I ain't passing not Stockton
N I'm locked in
Out of these young n
N I'm top ten
Lady in the street but a freak in them sheets
Ima go deep in them cheeks
We only meet if you eating the meat
No I'm not talking 'bout beef
We gotta keep it discrete
And no we not going out because I'm cheap
When I see commas get geeked
Always take finances over the freaks
N that's common sense
5th grade wrote raps been rhyming since
Badass 'lil n was hoppin' the fences
Saving up nickels and dimes yeah them cents'
Used to cut class ain't get marked for attendance
Landlord kicked us out we got evicted
You can't feel my pain
Every loss taken it's something to gain
Lost my cousin got hit with a dozen
Add 3 all in all 15
White cop left him dead on the scene
No news coverage left unseen
Black lives matter, now and forever
N I miss you
When I get rich put ya face on a chain
N so I can kiss you
On God

A young n back
It's only right that I turn it up
Had to stack my racks sit back
Had to get my earnings up
On God
If the contract don't got more than six O's
I burn it up
Dreams Don't Die the mob
Gotta be sleep you ain't heard of us

A young n back
It's only right that I turn it up
Okay Okay
Had to stack my racks sit back
Had to get my earnings up
On God On God
If the contract don't got more than six O's
I burn it up
Dreams Don't Die the mob
Gotta be sleep you ain't heard of us

Smoking on medical
Ain't about money it ain't on my schedule
It's not
Bitch I'm incredible
I'm in the field with no cleats I'm ahead of you
Yeah since we being technical
Come get ya bitch 'cause she all on my testicles
In love with them blues, I don't like green
I do not eat vegetables
I don't
I'm on a strict strict diet
Not talking money then bitch be quiet
I'm undecided
Tryna save but if I like it I buy it
D we going up to the highest
I was young seeing my pop get indicted
Money talks when it does I get excited
Split the profits with my bruddas divide it
Honey backwood filled with sticky ignite it
Damn, had a hell of a night
Look at the come up a hell of a sight
I'm really living a hell of a life
Put the pain in my songs and the lyrics I write
Rocking with mines if they wrong or they right
The way it should be
Yeah
I'm a star you can see
They was hating they listen to me KB

A young n back
It's only right that I turn it up
Had to stack my racks sit back
Had to get my earnings up
On God
If the contract don't got more than six O's
I burn it up
Dreams Don't Die the mob
Gotta be sleep you ain't heard of us

Yeah yeah yeah
Uh, uh



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Writer(s): Kai Benji
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