Coach P
I been ballin' so damn long you can call me the coach
Get out that jam bitch imma ghost
All type of sticks if you want smoke
N we bent they block sent a couple shots bet them boys won't play no more
You know imma star like exotic cars stomp that bitch till it can't go
You know we run the city Abu with me yea dem boys giving out smoke
He don't want beef with me, want a peace treaty say fuck it bring me 30 more
We got exotic cars got exotic broads and this money shit be on the floor
Naw u can't hang with me think my gang friendly have dmoney take him fa the load
You know we turn up when we pop out got the city in the choke hold
You ain't really from the streets i be over east 89 shout out to the bros
Then i slide to the land on my YG shit ABU and TST
Niggas can't slide thru try to come thru have yo momma praying on her knees
Wanna talk big money i was 15 with 10 thousand stuffed in the bank
Better ask m thang me n him was jugging might finesse a nigga in LA
We got da sauce ain't giving out sauce niggas b washed up no detergent
We came a long way been to different states
i was a young Nigga but was urgent
Naw we can't stop now gotta keep going fuck it take them on a high speed
And i speak real facts up in every rap you'll drown tryna be like me
I'm just a young nigga chasing a dream pull up in all red bet it match the beam
Claim that u gangsta you gotta show me
Ain't wit that talking that switch make a scene
Get out that jam bitch imma ghost
All type of sticks if you want smoke
N we bent they block sent a couple shots bet them boys won't play no more
You know imma star like exotic cars stomp that bitch till it can't go
You know we run the city Abu with me yea dem boys giving out smoke
He don't want beef with me, want a peace treaty say fuck it bring me 30 more
We got exotic cars got exotic broads and this money shit be on the floor
Naw u can't hang with me think my gang friendly have dmoney take him fa the load
You know we turn up when we pop out got the city in the choke hold
You ain't really from the streets i be over east 89 shout out to the bros
Then i slide to the land on my YG shit ABU and TST
Niggas can't slide thru try to come thru have yo momma praying on her knees
Wanna talk big money i was 15 with 10 thousand stuffed in the bank
Better ask m thang me n him was jugging might finesse a nigga in LA
We got da sauce ain't giving out sauce niggas b washed up no detergent
We came a long way been to different states
i was a young Nigga but was urgent
Naw we can't stop now gotta keep going fuck it take them on a high speed
And i speak real facts up in every rap you'll drown tryna be like me
I'm just a young nigga chasing a dream pull up in all red bet it match the beam
Claim that u gangsta you gotta show me
Ain't wit that talking that switch make a scene
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Writer(s): Ryan Williams
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