Choppin

I come from the violence
How my niggas just die, I can't even digest
Never let a nigga knock you off and stop yo progress
Thinking ima give you some you need to stop that nonsense
I like how that profit
Put it in my closet
Checking my deposit
Racks I just took out the bank can't fit up in no wallet
Nigga think he gone step in my paint I go Ben Wallace
Thought I heard my coach I got to chopping

Let me get the vibe right
I don't want no spotlight
Sliding down a bitch throat
I hope that what my child like
Grew up in the wild life
Try to pull up on me the wrong way you gone get side swiped
Long I stay high and get some money I'll be alright
Fuck them hoes who want me I want a bitch that I like
All these bitches tryna get on me my dick like Wifi
All that fucking hate finesse and pain came through my eyesight
Trap look just like Popeyes
Yeah got more plays than Popovich
We working you calling in that's that broke nigga starter kit
Put him on the sauce so I'm tryna see what the problem is
Thugging on the one way at a young age we taught not to fear

I come from the violence
How my niggas just die, I can't even digest
Never let a nigga knock you off and stop yo progress
Thinking ima give you some you need to stop that nonsense
I like how that profit
Put it in my closet
Checking my deposit
Racks I just took out the bank can't fit up in no wallet
Nigga think he gone step in my paint I go Ben Wallace
Thought I heard my coach I got to chopping

I come from the violence
How my niggas just die, I can't even digest
Never let a nigga knock you off and stop yo progress
Thinking ima give you some you need to stop that nonsense
I like how that profit
Put it in my closet
Checking my deposit
Racks I just took out the bank can't fit up in no wallet
Nigga think he gone step in my paint I go Ben Wallace
Thought I heard my coach I got to chopping



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Writer(s): James Johnson
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