Ugly

Shit could get ugly
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get real fucking ugly
Word on the street you the police
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get real fucking ugly

My niggas savages
Da way they work dem sticks yeah my niggas talented
They been waiting for a lick shh they coming after dem packages
Make you irrelevant
Leaving no evidence
Live by the code, dey ain't never told
Dem niggas never remember shit
My niggas live in dem streets, gone off that medicine
Dem niggas devil sent
Trying to survive the jungle like Gilligan
Chasing the bag like a hooligan
Acting a fool again
Five k in one day shit he ain't going back to school again
My nigga stayed in that trap no cap
He getting tutoring
That's what he was taught
Dats all that he saw
Bunch of villains dat didn't follow the law
Say he got the work I'm calling him off
You calling off
Bitch I'm the boss
Six figures trying to get to seven
I been trying to get here since ninety seven
I'm finally here so I'm counting blessing
Nigga try to test me
Shit could get ugly shit could get real fucking messy

Fucking wit them young niggas in the street
Shit could get ugly
Word on the street you the police
Shit could get ugly
Owed ya plug for about two weeks
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get real fucking ugly
Fucking wit them young niggas in the street
Shit could get ugly
Owed ya plug for about two weeks
Shit could get ugly
Word on the street you the police
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get real fucking ugly

When them niggas are in dem streets
Shit could get ugly
Niggas don't fuck around with all that fuckery
Niggas chasing clout and all that luxury
Whoa whoa
Dem niggas is out of control
Dem niggas done lost they soul
Dem niggas don't give a fuck about they life no mo
He just trying to go
He got ghost to the double o
Fuckin wit Rico
I said oh no I can't even roll
You know I'm on parole
He hit me up on the fucking phone
Crying like a hoe
He said to yo yo
You remember bro
From the night before
He got smoke
And I sware to God I'm looking for that smoke
I said my dog
I can't get involved
I pass my nigga my hog
I said you do what you gotta do
Make sure you follow through
He on that juice
He ain't got no screws
He thinks he bullet proof
Whoa

Fucking wit them young niggas in the street
Shit could get ugly
Word on the street you the police
Shit could get ugly
Owed ya plug for about two weeks
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get real fucking ugly
Fucking wit them young niggas in the street
Shit could get ugly
Owed ya plug for about two weeks
Shit could get ugly
Word on the street you the police
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get real fucking ugly



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Writer(s): Derrick Evans
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