6ix Boroughs
Look, I got a bitch in every borough of my city in the street
Blasting me, praying to the kid
It's blasphemy, showing up at all my shows
Just so they can rap with me
Other rappers on they phone
They know they can't rap with me
Heard her friend was giving dome
She mad that I'm tryna see
She think that four is a crowd
But says she'd be down for three
Long as she can pick her out
Really, don't matter to me
These niggas gon' try take me out
If they see that I'm happy
But, I remember when they used to laugh at me
Seventeen, I got cut from the basketball team
Felt like the end of the world
Nothing else mattered to me
I picked up a microphone
And put down my Kobe sneaks
But that's when, I developed my mamba mentality
Girlfriend blowing up my phone
I said fuck it, let it ring
Thought I'd never let her go
Even promised a wedding ring
But in came all of these hoes
You know how that goes
Now I got a bitch in every borough of my city in the street
Blasting me, praying to the kid
It's blasphemy, showing up at all my shows
Just so they can rap with me
Other rappers on they phone
They know they can't rap with me
Heard her friend was giving dome
She mad that I'm tryna see
She think that four is a crowd
But says she'd be down for three
Long as she can pick her out
Really, don't matter to me
These niggas gon' try take me out
If they see that I'm happy
I got a bitch in every borough of my city in the street
Blasting me, praying to the kid
It's blasphemy, showing up at all my shows
Just so they can rap with me
Other rappers on they phone
They know they can't rap with me
Heard her friend was giving dome
She mad that I'm tryna see
She think that four is a crowd
But says she'd be down for three
Long as she can pick her out
Really, don't matter to me
These niggas gon' try take me out
If they see that I'm happy
I got a bitch in every borough of my city in the street
Blasting me, praying to the kid
It's blasphemy, showing up at all my shows
Just so they can rap with me
Other rappers on they phone
They know they can't rap with me
Heard her friend was giving dome
She mad that I'm tryna see
She think that four is a crowd
But says she'd be down for three
Long as she can pick her out
Really, don't matter to me
These niggas gon' try take me out
If they see that I'm happy
Blasting me, praying to the kid
It's blasphemy, showing up at all my shows
Just so they can rap with me
Other rappers on they phone
They know they can't rap with me
Heard her friend was giving dome
She mad that I'm tryna see
She think that four is a crowd
But says she'd be down for three
Long as she can pick her out
Really, don't matter to me
These niggas gon' try take me out
If they see that I'm happy
But, I remember when they used to laugh at me
Seventeen, I got cut from the basketball team
Felt like the end of the world
Nothing else mattered to me
I picked up a microphone
And put down my Kobe sneaks
But that's when, I developed my mamba mentality
Girlfriend blowing up my phone
I said fuck it, let it ring
Thought I'd never let her go
Even promised a wedding ring
But in came all of these hoes
You know how that goes
Now I got a bitch in every borough of my city in the street
Blasting me, praying to the kid
It's blasphemy, showing up at all my shows
Just so they can rap with me
Other rappers on they phone
They know they can't rap with me
Heard her friend was giving dome
She mad that I'm tryna see
She think that four is a crowd
But says she'd be down for three
Long as she can pick her out
Really, don't matter to me
These niggas gon' try take me out
If they see that I'm happy
I got a bitch in every borough of my city in the street
Blasting me, praying to the kid
It's blasphemy, showing up at all my shows
Just so they can rap with me
Other rappers on they phone
They know they can't rap with me
Heard her friend was giving dome
She mad that I'm tryna see
She think that four is a crowd
But says she'd be down for three
Long as she can pick her out
Really, don't matter to me
These niggas gon' try take me out
If they see that I'm happy
I got a bitch in every borough of my city in the street
Blasting me, praying to the kid
It's blasphemy, showing up at all my shows
Just so they can rap with me
Other rappers on they phone
They know they can't rap with me
Heard her friend was giving dome
She mad that I'm tryna see
She think that four is a crowd
But says she'd be down for three
Long as she can pick her out
Really, don't matter to me
These niggas gon' try take me out
If they see that I'm happy
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Writer(s): Chaz Gant
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