House Phone

Top down in the winter trying feel the breeze
You can hit my line for the shhhh, when you feel the need
Lil bitch pussy good as hell but i still la leave
Yea I'm toxic as fuck shit be killin me
Long way from a snotty nose
Still leave you body cold
Rich as hell still down to catch a body what I'm probably on
These B22's off Amiri yeah i got it on
When you see me out with all my jewels on no I'm not alone
Still eattin school lunch boy my pockets grown
Lil boys need a tune up they got funny bones
Big brodie still get them bitches wholesale
Told granny i was in here cooking oatmeal, yeahhh

I was raised by the streets I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you,
Trynna hit a lick cuz I got too,
Ain't shit changed but the money made
I was raised by the block I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you
Where the killas really try to out due,
Brodie put yo main mans onna chainnnn, yeahhh

I was raised by the streets I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you
Trynna hit a lick cuz i got too
Ain't shit changed but the money made
I was raised by the block I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you
Where the killas really try to out due
Brodie put yo main mans onna chainnnn, yeahhh

40 carats on
Choppa like a hair and bone
These days nigga you aint talkin money i cant hear it tho
I'm still in the muthafuckin kitchen whippin miracles
Drop the yella in a big bowl of ice look like cereal
Iced my whole shit, nigga thats without a deal,
All I hang around is hot heads
They ain't trying to chill
Unk got them zaza bows get em 3 for 10
Kaine make sure my paper straight fo' the meeting end
Right back to the trap with the soft served
Fuck around fell asleep in the back offa cough syrup
Fuck around get a spot every block like a crossword
Loyal fiends come and get it every day when they get off work, yeahhh
All this ice water drip
Shit too wavy
Jay just sent a text to my phone
Need a new baby
Pull up with the chop
Throw a opp party
Toast a nigga shit yeahh
Poptart em

I was raised by the streets I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you,
Trynna hit a lick cuz i got too,
Ain't shit changed but the money made
I was raised by the block I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you,
Where the killas really try to out due,
Brodie put yo main mans onna chainnnn, yeahhh

I was raised by the streets I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you,
Trynna hit a lick cuz i got too,
Ain't shit changed but the money made
I was raised by the block I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you
Where the killas really try to out due
Brodie put yo main mans onna chainnnn, yeahhh



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Writer(s): Trevon Jones
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