Detroit Flow
Two quarter waters know we had to split 50
Started off with 3 Gs tryna make 50
Whenever bro got Bread he would break with me
Big bro said never let em play with me
I'm a man I can't let a Nîgga take from me
Fell in love with these drugs all this za with me
Had the harder way we would keep pennies
Rip uncle ray was real nigga, buisness man sit down do a deal with him
Never trust a bitch fuck what she told you
She gone lie to you even if you show proof
Said she love me so told that bitch to show proof
Getting streams in Japan started local
All this smoke in my lungs need O2
Niggas mad I grew up and I got vocal
We was wearing fubu now we dripping moncler
And I took it way back like lebron hair
Everyday hopping trains ain't have the car fair
Cartier frames help a Nîgga see clear
Having my way I'm riding in a V12
Onna highway I'm speeding with no seatbelt
2 Oz with me hope I don't see 12
Niggas talking to the cops giving intel
If a nigga play with me that's a bad decision
If my bro throw that lob then I'm on mission
They be snake love to hate I could hear em hissing
Ya ain't get it out the mud why you niggas bitching
And I love to pop my shit cuz I came from nothing
Ya be talking out ya ass I knew you Nîggas bluffing
I got different type of bitches I just press a button
Me and gang ran thru these bitches Nîggas cuffing
Inna booth right now rocking bred 4s, I was made for this shit I was bred for it, I get paid To rap on beats I get bread for it, imma make it to the top I put bread on it
Started off with 3 Gs tryna make 50
Whenever bro got Bread he would break with me
Big bro said never let em play with me
I'm a man I can't let a Nîgga take from me
Fell in love with these drugs all this za with me
Had the harder way we would keep pennies
Rip uncle ray was real nigga, buisness man sit down do a deal with him
Never trust a bitch fuck what she told you
She gone lie to you even if you show proof
Said she love me so told that bitch to show proof
Getting streams in Japan started local
All this smoke in my lungs need O2
Niggas mad I grew up and I got vocal
We was wearing fubu now we dripping moncler
And I took it way back like lebron hair
Everyday hopping trains ain't have the car fair
Cartier frames help a Nîgga see clear
Having my way I'm riding in a V12
Onna highway I'm speeding with no seatbelt
2 Oz with me hope I don't see 12
Niggas talking to the cops giving intel
If a nigga play with me that's a bad decision
If my bro throw that lob then I'm on mission
They be snake love to hate I could hear em hissing
Ya ain't get it out the mud why you niggas bitching
And I love to pop my shit cuz I came from nothing
Ya be talking out ya ass I knew you Nîggas bluffing
I got different type of bitches I just press a button
Me and gang ran thru these bitches Nîggas cuffing
Inna booth right now rocking bred 4s, I was made for this shit I was bred for it, I get paid To rap on beats I get bread for it, imma make it to the top I put bread on it
Credits
Writer(s): Jaheim Young
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