My Spot

Came a long way, I came from the bottom
I swear they ain't never gonna take my spot
Never froze with that iron, I was right in that field,
If you was talking crazy, we was throwing up shots
Want me to pull up to her crib by my dolo
But I'm never solo it's me and my glock
Got my whole gang they right on my back
Showed them the business
Now we headed to the top aye

Cash bag feel like it's luggage
I was never bugging
They thinking I made a mistake
Had to turn myself into something
That work don't mean nothing
Was working for minimum wage
Turn a dub into 50
I know how to get it
And I swear I can get it again
They was talking out they neck
But if they come on our side
Bet we gon spin it again

Spinning they block
Run in they house
That's what you get just for running your mouth
Take all your stuff while you sit on your couch
Then we gonna be gone before the sun even out
Too much money can't make fun of me now
But I'm the same I'm still hustling now
Locked in ain't no fumbling now
But it's crazy that they stumbling now
Spent your whole check on fashion
Drop a song I be giving them captions
Plugged in with the finessers and scammers
Swear I ain't go this hard since last year

Aye
And it's crazy the same ones I was hopping with I gotta watch
Beauty of the streets why I carry my Glock
Shout out Robeezy I'm headed to the top
And I been riding around, I got loui on me now
Man I got Gucci on me now and
Got these groupies on me now
And I be moving around a lot
I'm getting boujee on them now
And tell 'em don't even try to try me
I'm riding around with my uzi about right now

Came a long way, I came from the bottom
I swear they ain't never gonna take my spot
Never froze with that iron, I was right in that field,
If you was talking crazy, we was throwing up shots
Want me to pull up to her crib by my dolo
But I'm never solo it's me and my glock
Got my whole gang they right on my back
Showed them the business
Now we headed to the top aye

They ain't never want me but now that they want me
Imma come on the scene and imma kill it
These boys is jealous I know how they feeling
But I ain't never get jealous, they know I'm the realest
Pick it all up and bag it
I know how much it is can't tax me
First one to turn on you for some money be your men, just ask me
Fake people be lying, I swear they be faking
Can't give these little boys conversation
Bullets steady flying, body's hit the pavement
They risking it all just so they can make it
And if I don't make it, give it all to my son
Swear I can't trust you gotta ride with my gun
Sipping promethazine, missing my dawg,
I know the feeling of paying a bond

Came a long way, I came from the bottom
I swear they ain't never gonna take my spot
Never froze with that iron, I was right in that field,
If you was talking crazy, we was throwing up shots
Want me to pull up to her crib by my dolo
But I'm never solo it's me and my glock
Got my whole gang they right on my back
Showed them the business
Now we headed to the top aye



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Antonio Colvin
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