Imagine
Thinking back like 5 years ago I wouldn't imagine this
I then ran my money up I still ain't on some happy shit
Why I'm the one they call on
I ain't never ask for this
Catching all these cases yeah you know we had to trap for this
My niggas up the road
Most of 'em doing bids
We supposed to be out trying to figure out which coupe to get
Still a put that blick on ya
Nigga I ain't new to this
Couldn't watch no hockey we was busy trying to shoot a stick
But I got ice like Gretzky
Shit was Harden now I ball like a lefty
I'm with Petey popping perkys that's my family
Know that you don't really love me at least you tell me
Cause sometimes it feel like I be failing
Why this cup got me leaning over
Why they never checking up like I ain't never need a shoulder
Fuck it took a 325 before I got to know her
I just bought a chopper make it clap like it's from the Nola
Missed call I was busy told my bro don't think that I ignored ya
Lil nigga they ain't think I'd grow they put me in the soil
Soon they take shackles off my bro and I got something for him
Thinking back like 5 years ago I wouldn't imagine this
I then ran my money up I still ain't on some happy shit
Why I'm the one they call on
I ain't never ask for this
Catching all these cases yeah you know we had to trap for this
My niggas up the road
Most of em doing bids
We supposed to be out trying to figure out which coupe to get
Still a put that blick on ya
Nigga I ain't new to this
Couldn't watch no hockey we was busy trying to shoot a stick
Aye my Glock don't need no switch
I clutch on a nick
When he hear I fucked his bitch
He gonna have a fit aye
This niggas be bitch made
I ain't with games
By myself or with gang
Boy ain't shit changed
223 my ar
Glocks up in this car
He run he ain't getting far
That 40 hit him hard
Make sure when they looking at me
They gonna see a star
Sometimes I don't wanna rap because my niggas in some bars
Thinking back like 5 years ago I wouldn't imagine this
I then ran my money up I still ain't on some happy shit
Why I'm the one they call on
I ain't never ask for this
Catching all these cases yeah you know we had to trap for this
My niggas up the road
Most of em doing bids
We supposed to be out trying to figure out which coupe to get
Still a put that blick on ya
Nigga I ain't new to this
Couldn't watch no hockey we was busy trying to shoot a stick
I then ran my money up I still ain't on some happy shit
Why I'm the one they call on
I ain't never ask for this
Catching all these cases yeah you know we had to trap for this
My niggas up the road
Most of 'em doing bids
We supposed to be out trying to figure out which coupe to get
Still a put that blick on ya
Nigga I ain't new to this
Couldn't watch no hockey we was busy trying to shoot a stick
But I got ice like Gretzky
Shit was Harden now I ball like a lefty
I'm with Petey popping perkys that's my family
Know that you don't really love me at least you tell me
Cause sometimes it feel like I be failing
Why this cup got me leaning over
Why they never checking up like I ain't never need a shoulder
Fuck it took a 325 before I got to know her
I just bought a chopper make it clap like it's from the Nola
Missed call I was busy told my bro don't think that I ignored ya
Lil nigga they ain't think I'd grow they put me in the soil
Soon they take shackles off my bro and I got something for him
Thinking back like 5 years ago I wouldn't imagine this
I then ran my money up I still ain't on some happy shit
Why I'm the one they call on
I ain't never ask for this
Catching all these cases yeah you know we had to trap for this
My niggas up the road
Most of em doing bids
We supposed to be out trying to figure out which coupe to get
Still a put that blick on ya
Nigga I ain't new to this
Couldn't watch no hockey we was busy trying to shoot a stick
Aye my Glock don't need no switch
I clutch on a nick
When he hear I fucked his bitch
He gonna have a fit aye
This niggas be bitch made
I ain't with games
By myself or with gang
Boy ain't shit changed
223 my ar
Glocks up in this car
He run he ain't getting far
That 40 hit him hard
Make sure when they looking at me
They gonna see a star
Sometimes I don't wanna rap because my niggas in some bars
Thinking back like 5 years ago I wouldn't imagine this
I then ran my money up I still ain't on some happy shit
Why I'm the one they call on
I ain't never ask for this
Catching all these cases yeah you know we had to trap for this
My niggas up the road
Most of em doing bids
We supposed to be out trying to figure out which coupe to get
Still a put that blick on ya
Nigga I ain't new to this
Couldn't watch no hockey we was busy trying to shoot a stick
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Writer(s): Stephon Jones
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