Bodega
Running with the blade and it's okay
Slit a mother fucker throat for talking above the pay
Grade A product what I really smoke and some days I love the haze I just love it when we cruising looking for no hope
Cause I say I'm ready to die
Leave it all behind but really I'm just posted with that nine
Born for something no debating whether it's fact or false
Give a fuck what they be saying he ain't thugging like the most
I could say your right but then I'd just be lying
I'm pimping baby come on to this side
I could say this light is setting like the sun
Born up in the dark with the guns and all these drugs
On the block and the fiends looking for plugs
Tweakers stick you up for your wallet my life a process seen the evil from a distance everyday walking through the projects
Living reckless trying to find another angle to get up out the trenches
Wasn't born the be a henchmen more a villain
Dangle you off a highway I do it my way
Running with the blade and it's okay
Slit a mother fucker throat for talking above the pay
Grade A product what I really smoke and some days I love the haze I just love it when we cruising looking for no hope
Cause I say I'm ready to die
Leave it all behind but really I'm just posted with that nine
Born for something no debating whether it's fact or false
Got that iron protecting me yea feeling like I'm Jarvis
Suited with tech in the streets I ain't lacking let's be honest
You niggas couldn't get me you ain't even making progress
I be leaving y'all to dust getting buried like my dogs shit
My pockets full blues my thumb is hurting from the counting
No more bullshit in my life cause it distract me from my counting
Wholigans are taking over
We be riding around town I be rocking that bodega
Got the pistol gripping hope you're praying to your kami
Soon you will learn we the ones almighty
Keeping the burner we about to send a body
Like Timmy turner we ain't fucking with nobody
100 percent feeling bravo like I'm Johnny
Feeling bravo like I'm Johnny
Running with the blade and it's okay
Slit a mother fucker throat for talking above the pay
Grade A product what I really smoke and some days I love the haze I just love it when we cruising looking for no hope
Cause I say I'm ready to die
Leave it all behind but really I'm just posted with that nine
Born for something no debating whether it's fact or false
Slit a mother fucker throat for talking above the pay
Grade A product what I really smoke and some days I love the haze I just love it when we cruising looking for no hope
Cause I say I'm ready to die
Leave it all behind but really I'm just posted with that nine
Born for something no debating whether it's fact or false
Give a fuck what they be saying he ain't thugging like the most
I could say your right but then I'd just be lying
I'm pimping baby come on to this side
I could say this light is setting like the sun
Born up in the dark with the guns and all these drugs
On the block and the fiends looking for plugs
Tweakers stick you up for your wallet my life a process seen the evil from a distance everyday walking through the projects
Living reckless trying to find another angle to get up out the trenches
Wasn't born the be a henchmen more a villain
Dangle you off a highway I do it my way
Running with the blade and it's okay
Slit a mother fucker throat for talking above the pay
Grade A product what I really smoke and some days I love the haze I just love it when we cruising looking for no hope
Cause I say I'm ready to die
Leave it all behind but really I'm just posted with that nine
Born for something no debating whether it's fact or false
Got that iron protecting me yea feeling like I'm Jarvis
Suited with tech in the streets I ain't lacking let's be honest
You niggas couldn't get me you ain't even making progress
I be leaving y'all to dust getting buried like my dogs shit
My pockets full blues my thumb is hurting from the counting
No more bullshit in my life cause it distract me from my counting
Wholigans are taking over
We be riding around town I be rocking that bodega
Got the pistol gripping hope you're praying to your kami
Soon you will learn we the ones almighty
Keeping the burner we about to send a body
Like Timmy turner we ain't fucking with nobody
100 percent feeling bravo like I'm Johnny
Feeling bravo like I'm Johnny
Running with the blade and it's okay
Slit a mother fucker throat for talking above the pay
Grade A product what I really smoke and some days I love the haze I just love it when we cruising looking for no hope
Cause I say I'm ready to die
Leave it all behind but really I'm just posted with that nine
Born for something no debating whether it's fact or false
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Writer(s): Andrew Rico
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