From Da Nawf (GMIX)

I came From Da Nawf

Nigga came FromDa blokk

Nigga been thru alot

Runnin From 12 while im chasin Dis Guap

A nigga been bussin my strap Really ran From Da Feds
Not juss no Fukkin cop

Wen me and bra was out Hea strippin Dese niggas
Dese niggas was running now Dese niggas Hot

Trap onna blokk Got Da Dope in my sokk
Wen ianHave Dope i still kept me a Glokk
Nigga wah runnin round stressin Dese bitches
Big Deuce onna mission tryna Get to Da top

Im Havin Real pints purple How Df is im broke
Dis a 250 Drop in my pop

Niggas be Flexxed Fa Da Gram talkin money shit
Dont send a Dollar to Gang inna box

Ion answer my phone all Da time i send cheese every week
To sum niggas who ain een my niggas
Yu all on instagram screamin Free buddy
But Givin out all of His cheese to Dese bitches

And wen yayo touchdown comin soon ian Gon tell yu wen
Nigga Dont try ta come around Kikk it

Ima stay Down till my brudda in town
Den we Gon trap Dis shit out bih city ta city

Been onna same shit
Told niggas ima stay Down till we Get bakk together
Dey sayin i Lane switched
Niggas be Fakin
Told niggas i Found a plug and Dis shit onna Flo come witt pape
And Dese niggas start Hatin
Niggas be Hoes not Da bros nigga know yu Got cheese
He Gon sit around Fa yu start waitin.
N Dass why Dese niggas Dont Fwm nomo
Guz nigga yu Grown ian Givin out paper

Ik u remember me broke af
Ik u remember me Lookin stukk
Always Got Da short stikk ain no Lukk
Always Got Da short stikk ain no Lukk

Told me Get a bitch cause Dat shit is Fun
Told me Get a bitch Dat Hoe upped Ha Gun
Ain no Luv in Dis shit iss juhh blood
Ain no men From my Hood juss sum thugs

We thugs n Gorillas we Handling business

We Hop out wit big ass Extensions

Juss purchased Dis Glizzy i wish it Held Fifty

Got rid of my Smitty Guz 17 shots wasn't enough For a nigga
When niggas out Here in Da Field everyday

Applying Da Pressure Dem niggas went cake

So u try RoddyG up Green beam to yo Face

I Hit my First Likk Dat was bakk in '08
Dat was bakk in Da G wen Dem niggas ain Hate

Na Dey Hate on me now i pop shit in Dey Face
Ian sparing no nigga im playin wit cake

Im playin wit cake everyday of Da week
Man Dis shit Like a cycle wash rinse and repeat

Dis shit Hea Fa Uno and Kobi i step
but i see my Dead patnas everytime i count Benjis

(And iss still Free Trap man)
(Hear what im saying
We Gon Free Him till we see Him)
(Hear what im saying
Yea man From Da Nawf to Da Land man)
(Hell yea insaneGorilla
6LaKKGoriL7a naimsayin)
(Yea Dass How we comin)
(Drippin Dabbin n Havin in High end Fashion)
(ask ya Hoe bout me boy she kno why im Laughin)
(yeah)



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Writer(s): Hellroadroddy, Nawfside Deuce
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