Redemption
Man I ain't the same as you niggas
Whole nother lane on you niggas
Copycatters getting body bagged send a shot at the brains of you niggas
Sleep on me now in five years ima ball in this bitch like I play for the Clippers
AK's and pistols, Thanos in this bitch I'm raining missiles
Had to get away from lame ass bitches, had to get away from lame as niggas
Niggas will backstab you watch you bleed
And just go and find another blade to chizzle
I go the answers like Sway my nigga, really it ain't nothing changed my nigga
Oh you think you getting paper well tell me
Then what's a book to a page my nigga
What's a rook to the king my nigga
Tazz been with the shit since dirty diapers on my dick
Since buying clothes that wouldn't fit
Had to go and muscle up since these niggas thought I was a lick
Boy I was begging my mama to buy me new things
Cus boy my dad wasn't buying shit
Niggas sleeping on me then
I wasn't even trippin but fuck it now I'm kinda pissed
K-I-N-G bitch I came out the gutter
I came for redemption that's end of discussion
Quit the dairy I'm a fiend bout the butter
RIP Nip he taught you how to hustle
All the bullshit I'm moving above it
What's your passion gotta do what you love
Every track that I get on bitch I run it
Charging me up like ya boy was the plug
(Love for the homies know he keep it on him shawty
Gonna hold me down she never lonely)
(I been grinding had to get it by my lonely asking for it
You can get it how you want it)
Hmm, Nip taught you how to hustle, huh
Yeah, fiend bout the butter, huh
Yeah, that's end of discussion, huh
Yeah, we came out the Gutter
Who that nigga think he fucking with the kid
Who that nigga think he finna take my bitch
Grab you some tissue homie I'm the shit
Bigger than you my shadow kinda big
Who that nigga think he really finna fold
Know some niggas they'll take you down the road
Pray to god 'fore you meet Godzilla you ain't got shit on me King Kong
Look at your face boy I can just see that you mad for sum
What you jealous bout the bag or sum
No you can't hit on my gas this runtz
Lungs ain't built for the gas big blunts
Try to reach for the cash get punched
I got visions of me running shit up
Can't fit my pockets my racks a bunch
Aye look nigga you got it off luck
Picked up a coin and you tossed it (You tossed it)
You know I'm ballin I'm running it up throw it up and Imma moss em (Moss em)
Cock it and make it go boom, ahh the rubber bands on my dollars (My cash)
Nigga we came out the gutter, ugh homie you came out the faucet
K-I-N-G bitch I came out the gutter
I came for redemption that's end of discussion
Quit the dairy I'm a fiend bout the butter
RIP Nip he taught you how to hustle
All the bullshit I'm moving above it
What's your passion gotta do what you love
Every track that I get on bitch I run it
Charging me up like ya boy was the plug
(Love for the homies know he keep it on him shawty
Gonna hold me down she never lonely)
(I been grinding had to get it by my lonely asking for it
You can get it how you want it)
Hmm, Nip taught you how to hustle, huh
Yeah, fiend bout the butter, huh
Yeah, that's end of discussion, huh
Yeah, we came out the Gutter
Whole nother lane on you niggas
Copycatters getting body bagged send a shot at the brains of you niggas
Sleep on me now in five years ima ball in this bitch like I play for the Clippers
AK's and pistols, Thanos in this bitch I'm raining missiles
Had to get away from lame ass bitches, had to get away from lame as niggas
Niggas will backstab you watch you bleed
And just go and find another blade to chizzle
I go the answers like Sway my nigga, really it ain't nothing changed my nigga
Oh you think you getting paper well tell me
Then what's a book to a page my nigga
What's a rook to the king my nigga
Tazz been with the shit since dirty diapers on my dick
Since buying clothes that wouldn't fit
Had to go and muscle up since these niggas thought I was a lick
Boy I was begging my mama to buy me new things
Cus boy my dad wasn't buying shit
Niggas sleeping on me then
I wasn't even trippin but fuck it now I'm kinda pissed
K-I-N-G bitch I came out the gutter
I came for redemption that's end of discussion
Quit the dairy I'm a fiend bout the butter
RIP Nip he taught you how to hustle
All the bullshit I'm moving above it
What's your passion gotta do what you love
Every track that I get on bitch I run it
Charging me up like ya boy was the plug
(Love for the homies know he keep it on him shawty
Gonna hold me down she never lonely)
(I been grinding had to get it by my lonely asking for it
You can get it how you want it)
Hmm, Nip taught you how to hustle, huh
Yeah, fiend bout the butter, huh
Yeah, that's end of discussion, huh
Yeah, we came out the Gutter
Who that nigga think he fucking with the kid
Who that nigga think he finna take my bitch
Grab you some tissue homie I'm the shit
Bigger than you my shadow kinda big
Who that nigga think he really finna fold
Know some niggas they'll take you down the road
Pray to god 'fore you meet Godzilla you ain't got shit on me King Kong
Look at your face boy I can just see that you mad for sum
What you jealous bout the bag or sum
No you can't hit on my gas this runtz
Lungs ain't built for the gas big blunts
Try to reach for the cash get punched
I got visions of me running shit up
Can't fit my pockets my racks a bunch
Aye look nigga you got it off luck
Picked up a coin and you tossed it (You tossed it)
You know I'm ballin I'm running it up throw it up and Imma moss em (Moss em)
Cock it and make it go boom, ahh the rubber bands on my dollars (My cash)
Nigga we came out the gutter, ugh homie you came out the faucet
K-I-N-G bitch I came out the gutter
I came for redemption that's end of discussion
Quit the dairy I'm a fiend bout the butter
RIP Nip he taught you how to hustle
All the bullshit I'm moving above it
What's your passion gotta do what you love
Every track that I get on bitch I run it
Charging me up like ya boy was the plug
(Love for the homies know he keep it on him shawty
Gonna hold me down she never lonely)
(I been grinding had to get it by my lonely asking for it
You can get it how you want it)
Hmm, Nip taught you how to hustle, huh
Yeah, fiend bout the butter, huh
Yeah, that's end of discussion, huh
Yeah, we came out the Gutter
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Writer(s): Dashawn Knight
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