Go In

You know my body
I feel like Riley
Ain't got no Huey, so who gon ride
Because I'm alone don't mean I'm slime
Been sittin' alone but who gon try me
I know how this work
I ain't even gotta lurk

But I see a brick
When I look at my childhood
Cause I 'member the days
Of gettin' that money and tellin' my momma I'm good
Honestly I just did what I could
Do what I could wit' my brothers
Aint care if you understood

Oh bitch ain't runnin' it back
Ty brought the bros to the back
His bro had a pack
He told us to fetch out the money and we'll get a portion right back
Yea we did that, and we split up a bag
But I was a kid, and so were my brothers
So nobody spoke on the money
we spent it before we got home
And it had to be temporary
Funny it started in February
I ain't tryna rhyme
Just droppin' the time
I'm tellin' the whole story
12 years old I sold madonna
Up Chinguacousy road
What I heard back then matured my ass, and stays on roads
Roll up my arms
I'm talkin' my sleeves
And matter of fact
Let's roll on the street where I started but don't mind the PTSD
Show you the why to my grief
Give you the drop on my beef
Bitches want me on them sides
So these niggas can't sleep
Richard millie on the left side when I pop, on fleek
Switch sides with her sista's
Leave my kids on a sheet
Switch brides like wassup boo, when her sis fall asleep
Thick thighs, with the cute eyes
That's my type beat

Why would I wanna be sweet

But I see a brick
When I look at my childhood
Cause I 'member the days
Of gettin' that money and tellin' my momma I'm good
Honestly I just did what I could
Do what I could wit' my brothers
Aint care if you understood



Credits
Writer(s): Jaylen Baptiste
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