Carlo
Carlo the Nigha they Want
Carlo the Nigha they Need
VVs all on the MMs
Lets take it back to the
Back to the
Trenches
Where none of them Nigha Believed
Lets take it back to the Corners on Boerum
Where all of them Nigha Deceive
Just to get up on a Reach
I told my Brodie till death
That I Got EM
N it aint no switching for me
One Of my Brodies got
Locked by the Feds
Im thinking he snitching For Keeps
Caught EM' Wit keys in a Crib
He did a year on the Lease
Not to Mention all the guns
They caught 6 in the Jeep
Say a Prayer N I hope He forgiven
But Never Forgiven By ME
Sipping Belli On A Coast
Wit all of My Nigha A Vision for Me
Told Los that we gonna make millions
Given the Chance they see
Definition of the Real
All that Pertaining to Me
All that's Pertaining to us
We got it straight out the Bando
10 Summers down
4 of them up
We was really shooting dice in the lobby
Playing dolly wit a gun or 2 Tucked
Head Crack
If I Win its Lit
But if I Lose
Then im sticking it up
He Tryna Front then im hitting him up
Momma Coming Down Picking Him up
She Lifting Him up
Probably some shit that be ripping him up
100 shots We be Clipping too Much
Plan ahead if anything Sus
If Anyone Rush
Promise we Lose it
I swear to My Nigha
Its Deeper than Gang
Its Deeper than Music
Double MM Written thru Ink on my Vein
Blood On My Cuban
We Really got it out Mud wit it
We was really wit the drugs in it
We was really at
Block heads
Serving block heads
Re'D up then popped bands
Had a Run wit the Gifties
Made 30
Then Dropped Tags
Now we Run up in them Foreigns
So Fast when We Moving
We could make the cops crash
Flying first class in the country
Wine Bottles with Bubbly
The Belli
Defines Class
Shout out to all my Nigha n all
Of the haters
Who said that we couldn't do it
Now we move in some places
We shouldn't move in
In the back of some shit
That we shouldn't move in
For real
But I had to slave for it
Spending nights and them days for it
Mama told me don't pray for it
Gotta go n get it don't wait for it
So I had to slave for it
Spending nights and them days for it
Mama told me don't pray for it
Gotta go n get it Don't wait for it
Carlo the Nigha they Need
VVs all on the MMs
Lets take it back to the
Back to the
Trenches
Where none of them Nigha Believed
Lets take it back to the Corners on Boerum
Where all of them Nigha Deceive
Just to get up on a Reach
I told my Brodie till death
That I Got EM
N it aint no switching for me
One Of my Brodies got
Locked by the Feds
Im thinking he snitching For Keeps
Caught EM' Wit keys in a Crib
He did a year on the Lease
Not to Mention all the guns
They caught 6 in the Jeep
Say a Prayer N I hope He forgiven
But Never Forgiven By ME
Sipping Belli On A Coast
Wit all of My Nigha A Vision for Me
Told Los that we gonna make millions
Given the Chance they see
Definition of the Real
All that Pertaining to Me
All that's Pertaining to us
We got it straight out the Bando
10 Summers down
4 of them up
We was really shooting dice in the lobby
Playing dolly wit a gun or 2 Tucked
Head Crack
If I Win its Lit
But if I Lose
Then im sticking it up
He Tryna Front then im hitting him up
Momma Coming Down Picking Him up
She Lifting Him up
Probably some shit that be ripping him up
100 shots We be Clipping too Much
Plan ahead if anything Sus
If Anyone Rush
Promise we Lose it
I swear to My Nigha
Its Deeper than Gang
Its Deeper than Music
Double MM Written thru Ink on my Vein
Blood On My Cuban
We Really got it out Mud wit it
We was really wit the drugs in it
We was really at
Block heads
Serving block heads
Re'D up then popped bands
Had a Run wit the Gifties
Made 30
Then Dropped Tags
Now we Run up in them Foreigns
So Fast when We Moving
We could make the cops crash
Flying first class in the country
Wine Bottles with Bubbly
The Belli
Defines Class
Shout out to all my Nigha n all
Of the haters
Who said that we couldn't do it
Now we move in some places
We shouldn't move in
In the back of some shit
That we shouldn't move in
For real
But I had to slave for it
Spending nights and them days for it
Mama told me don't pray for it
Gotta go n get it don't wait for it
So I had to slave for it
Spending nights and them days for it
Mama told me don't pray for it
Gotta go n get it Don't wait for it
Credits
Writer(s): John John Malik Oxendine
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