Intro
Look, it's Lil Zaino if you ain't heard of me
Couple niggas just might wanna murder me
So I keep my niggas around that a murder for me
Try sum funny get shot think you hurting me
And fuck all them niggas deserted me
But I can't say that, rolling off this maybach got me thinking niggas eyes be averting me
I got some shit send a nigga ass to Germany
Thought he had a lick now he finna have surgery
Niggas babies, put them in a nursery
Smoking shit have a nigga high as mercury
Mix za in the wood, need diversity
Lil thot want bands, you ain't got that plan, Dani get 401 all the bops get dental
Louie V symbiote, in me like venom
Pop like 10 em, lovesick my denim
I know that one wrong pill and it curtains for me
But bitch I'm still YSL Double C
Cause the pain don't stop like the rain don't stop on the south side, nigga don't believe come and see
Be safe keep a gun, shordys toting them for fun, when you blow better sweep him off his feet
Shordy I was real young heard the sound of a drum, ain't freeze but my heart skipped a beat
And when I make it dead pockets for everybody
That I love, I ain't make it for everybody
And shout out to D'Amani, pockets stay on the money, shordy probably somewhere shaking his head probably
And if you ain't got no money you got more then a bread problem
Probably lacking bitches, probably got head problems
Young man watch your head, stay focus keep counting the bread, you end up dead find yourself in them lead problems
Cause the go ain't safe
Get a pole nigga, if you flexed up swole, lay low better hide your face
Before you gone nigga, tell your momma be strong nigga, that shit just fate
Remember them days I was sharing my food nigga I ain't even have no plate
Warm up sunny dons I'm straight
Look my momma in the eyes im straight
Tony the tiger ain't good, I'm great
My conditions always made me want to win
Aint crack, ain't fold, ain't break
Walking to school with my back to the wind
Shots let off, pray it ain't your kin
Split second to react to late
Tears froze on my face I was ten
But it's too much pain in the city, if you from where I'm from then I want you to win
But it's too many lames in the city, if you from where I'm from they don't want you to win
You make a name and they plotting to spin
See you down and they spinning again
Used to walk up to Jeffery from Yates everyday, then walk from the nine to the eight
Couple niggas just might wanna murder me
So I keep my niggas around that a murder for me
Try sum funny get shot think you hurting me
And fuck all them niggas deserted me
But I can't say that, rolling off this maybach got me thinking niggas eyes be averting me
I got some shit send a nigga ass to Germany
Thought he had a lick now he finna have surgery
Niggas babies, put them in a nursery
Smoking shit have a nigga high as mercury
Mix za in the wood, need diversity
Lil thot want bands, you ain't got that plan, Dani get 401 all the bops get dental
Louie V symbiote, in me like venom
Pop like 10 em, lovesick my denim
I know that one wrong pill and it curtains for me
But bitch I'm still YSL Double C
Cause the pain don't stop like the rain don't stop on the south side, nigga don't believe come and see
Be safe keep a gun, shordys toting them for fun, when you blow better sweep him off his feet
Shordy I was real young heard the sound of a drum, ain't freeze but my heart skipped a beat
And when I make it dead pockets for everybody
That I love, I ain't make it for everybody
And shout out to D'Amani, pockets stay on the money, shordy probably somewhere shaking his head probably
And if you ain't got no money you got more then a bread problem
Probably lacking bitches, probably got head problems
Young man watch your head, stay focus keep counting the bread, you end up dead find yourself in them lead problems
Cause the go ain't safe
Get a pole nigga, if you flexed up swole, lay low better hide your face
Before you gone nigga, tell your momma be strong nigga, that shit just fate
Remember them days I was sharing my food nigga I ain't even have no plate
Warm up sunny dons I'm straight
Look my momma in the eyes im straight
Tony the tiger ain't good, I'm great
My conditions always made me want to win
Aint crack, ain't fold, ain't break
Walking to school with my back to the wind
Shots let off, pray it ain't your kin
Split second to react to late
Tears froze on my face I was ten
But it's too much pain in the city, if you from where I'm from then I want you to win
But it's too many lames in the city, if you from where I'm from they don't want you to win
You make a name and they plotting to spin
See you down and they spinning again
Used to walk up to Jeffery from Yates everyday, then walk from the nine to the eight
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel R
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