From Da South

I'm a solid young nigga but i came from the south
I ain't fucking with niggas who running they mouth
And i'm all about money i'm taking that route
Nigga try push up and he got shot in the mouth
And i ain't gonna slide with a nigga that's cap

I got me some niggas they pushing shit back
And i'm only 17 but i'm getting them racks
I'm up in the street and i'm serving them packs
Too deep in the streets so i carry my pipe
You play with the men and you losing your life

I'm up in the trap i ain't whip out no knife
Try push up on me he got shot off his bike
And i'm really that nigga
These niggas be cap they ain't running they figures
If he catch me outside with the drake ima get em

And i really be active i ain't toting no prop
A nigga try say that i ran you know that shit fiction
I'm up inna trap whipping pots in the kitchen
I'm up in that free-car know that i'm fishing
Once i see you outside you know that i'm hitting

And my Glock17 n its stuffed in the dip
And it's too much work so that young nigga tripped
And its back to the basics i'm really on shits
And fuck all my opps cause they never done shit
i'm really outside and i'm stepping on shit

And i'm smoking this gas i ain't popping no bar nigga
And your ass better run when i hop out this car nigga
When i hop out this car ima hit from afar nigga
And i was that young nigga active
Catch me outside and this get to clapping
I was that young nigga geeking for action

When i hit off my Glock it stick too my target like a magnet
And no Roddy Rich but i do it no fashion
When i get me the ball i ain't doing no passing
24 hours get it gone like it's magic
And when its my turn i ain't doing no tagging

And yea this really my time
I'm smoking this gas and i'm losing my mind
I'm loosing my mind but ima be fine
Had to drop that penny go get me a dime bitch yeah