Poppin
Fuck it, take it from the top
Come and witness who
the people say is the dopest
Razor sharp focus
this my magnum opus
Broke us down
and they tried to control us
But them handcuffs can't hold us
break free
See me
flying high in the friendly skies
Hitting rock bottom
put a new fire in your eyes
Lost it all then I bounced back
Clean n*gga riding dirty
to that UGK soundtrack
Savv back to snapping like crab legs
Succas they biting too much
worse than bad head
I ain't dead, can I get a witness
be spitting to 5am morning sickness
I said... I ain't dead
can I get a witness
spitting to 5am
morning sickness, ugh
I panned in it, during a pandemic
Came up out that mutha fucka rappin
just to show I ain't a gimmick
Ask ya brother bout' me
Ask ya momma bout' me
Ask ya daddy bout' me
That boy Savvy poppin'
Ask ya brother bout' me
Ask ya momma bout' me
Ask ya daddy bout' me
That boy Savvy poppin'
I'm driven
but I got wings so I soar
A menace spreading love
like tennis mi amor
The direction of the world
is starting to eat at my core
Wouldn't let me in the game
til I kicked in the door
No more attention to pettiness
it's becoming a distraction
Move fast and furious
n*gga stay about that action
Gaining traction
even when the slopes slippery
I juggle through women pimping
but still practice chivalry
It ain't dead yet
the devil lied to ya
I broke some hearts
so I made the song cry to ya
Gotta try to ya credits gone
game over
She was out ya range
until you pulled up in that Range Rover
Now she want to change over
I see ya shining
She ran up on your car like oh
I see you grinding
We out here timing
getting to the bag man
Started from the bottom
eating pebbles like pac man
Ask ya brother bout' me
Ask ya momma bout' me
Ask ya daddy bout' me
That boy Savvy poppin'
Ask ya brother bout' me
Ask ya momma bout' me
Ask ya daddy bout' me
That boy Savvy poppin'
Born with nothing
aspire for something
Every ghetto is the same
from Medellin to Compton
Bullets flying, babies crying
and the drugs are pumping
Trying to break new ground
so we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
Trying to break new ground
so we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
Come and witness who
the people say is the dopest
Razor sharp focus
this my magnum opus
Broke us down
and they tried to control us
But them handcuffs can't hold us
break free
See me
flying high in the friendly skies
Hitting rock bottom
put a new fire in your eyes
Lost it all then I bounced back
Clean n*gga riding dirty
to that UGK soundtrack
Savv back to snapping like crab legs
Succas they biting too much
worse than bad head
I ain't dead, can I get a witness
be spitting to 5am morning sickness
I said... I ain't dead
can I get a witness
spitting to 5am
morning sickness, ugh
I panned in it, during a pandemic
Came up out that mutha fucka rappin
just to show I ain't a gimmick
Ask ya brother bout' me
Ask ya momma bout' me
Ask ya daddy bout' me
That boy Savvy poppin'
Ask ya brother bout' me
Ask ya momma bout' me
Ask ya daddy bout' me
That boy Savvy poppin'
I'm driven
but I got wings so I soar
A menace spreading love
like tennis mi amor
The direction of the world
is starting to eat at my core
Wouldn't let me in the game
til I kicked in the door
No more attention to pettiness
it's becoming a distraction
Move fast and furious
n*gga stay about that action
Gaining traction
even when the slopes slippery
I juggle through women pimping
but still practice chivalry
It ain't dead yet
the devil lied to ya
I broke some hearts
so I made the song cry to ya
Gotta try to ya credits gone
game over
She was out ya range
until you pulled up in that Range Rover
Now she want to change over
I see ya shining
She ran up on your car like oh
I see you grinding
We out here timing
getting to the bag man
Started from the bottom
eating pebbles like pac man
Ask ya brother bout' me
Ask ya momma bout' me
Ask ya daddy bout' me
That boy Savvy poppin'
Ask ya brother bout' me
Ask ya momma bout' me
Ask ya daddy bout' me
That boy Savvy poppin'
Born with nothing
aspire for something
Every ghetto is the same
from Medellin to Compton
Bullets flying, babies crying
and the drugs are pumping
Trying to break new ground
so we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
Trying to break new ground
so we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
So we keep on stomping
Credits
Writer(s): Jamal Smith
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