4am in stone mountain
Hey
It's like I just been feeling these kinda beats lately
Good burberries in my blunt nigga you know
Its a good time to be alive foreal no cap
It's hard to do them traps beats when the beat come on snapping like dis
So fuck it esco back on his rapping shit hey
I was taught to go and get it fuck dem niggas I won't ask for shit
Throwing dirt on my name it ain't accurate
Niggas think dey tough dey gotta show me
Boy you gotta prove all that gangsta shit
You know we calling bluffs get to blanking quit
Hate to see me winning smiling in my face but boy I know dat you thinking it
Caught up with em now he explaining shit
Thinking bout my dawgs I swear I miss my niggas
Some niggas switch sides and some niggas stuck inside the prison
Lot of niggas died dey was da suspect now dey da victim
Hoping lord forgive em cause we was out her sinning taking penitentiary chances
Youngin he gon take yo life just to get them diamonds dancing
Better guard that sack with yo life dey hold ya momma for ransom
2016 I was just on cleveland trapped out my bitch Saturn
Haters wonder how I keep on going seen shit dey can't fathom
Hey and I can't help ima made nigga think I'm money mu I got a sack I'm still paid nigga
Ryo went to school and died wish I woulda stayed wit em maybe it woulda played different
Bam died at the same block we was raised on
Nellz had just got out I really wish my nigga stayed home
Ryo funeral only time that I seen his tombstone
CT facing 75 can't leave my dawg alone
Constantly sending money answering when he call my phone yeah huh
This real life foo he in the feds the state they tried to give em 5
My dawg he otw he coming right back just in time
Label tryna rob me street niggas ain't the only one slime yeah heyyy
Been had strips fuck dem likes niggas try to fool me once gon shoot him twice
Aint clicking wit niggas give a fuck bout who you like
I'm feeling like fuck dese rappers im Charleston white
Long as you got clout or some money dese hoes gon bite
Don't go to jail loose all dem hundreds dem hoes won't write
I'm just putting ya down niggas ain't give me that game
Niggas was hating around me all my OGs dey was lame
Potnas dey merged on me but fuck em i stay in my lane
Potnas cuffin hoes we use to fuck on together
But I'm the sucka let these fuck niggas tell it heyyy huh
It's like I just been feeling these kinda beats lately
Good burberries in my blunt nigga you know
Its a good time to be alive foreal no cap
It's hard to do them traps beats when the beat come on snapping like dis
So fuck it esco back on his rapping shit hey
I was taught to go and get it fuck dem niggas I won't ask for shit
Throwing dirt on my name it ain't accurate
Niggas think dey tough dey gotta show me
Boy you gotta prove all that gangsta shit
You know we calling bluffs get to blanking quit
Hate to see me winning smiling in my face but boy I know dat you thinking it
Caught up with em now he explaining shit
Thinking bout my dawgs I swear I miss my niggas
Some niggas switch sides and some niggas stuck inside the prison
Lot of niggas died dey was da suspect now dey da victim
Hoping lord forgive em cause we was out her sinning taking penitentiary chances
Youngin he gon take yo life just to get them diamonds dancing
Better guard that sack with yo life dey hold ya momma for ransom
2016 I was just on cleveland trapped out my bitch Saturn
Haters wonder how I keep on going seen shit dey can't fathom
Hey and I can't help ima made nigga think I'm money mu I got a sack I'm still paid nigga
Ryo went to school and died wish I woulda stayed wit em maybe it woulda played different
Bam died at the same block we was raised on
Nellz had just got out I really wish my nigga stayed home
Ryo funeral only time that I seen his tombstone
CT facing 75 can't leave my dawg alone
Constantly sending money answering when he call my phone yeah huh
This real life foo he in the feds the state they tried to give em 5
My dawg he otw he coming right back just in time
Label tryna rob me street niggas ain't the only one slime yeah heyyy
Been had strips fuck dem likes niggas try to fool me once gon shoot him twice
Aint clicking wit niggas give a fuck bout who you like
I'm feeling like fuck dese rappers im Charleston white
Long as you got clout or some money dese hoes gon bite
Don't go to jail loose all dem hundreds dem hoes won't write
I'm just putting ya down niggas ain't give me that game
Niggas was hating around me all my OGs dey was lame
Potnas dey merged on me but fuck em i stay in my lane
Potnas cuffin hoes we use to fuck on together
But I'm the sucka let these fuck niggas tell it heyyy huh
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Writer(s): B Green
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