Knocked Out! (feat. Trippy Jay Records)

That boy a bitch and he fucked up
Spin round the block and we masked up
Reach for my Glock and you know you get knocked out
Lil boy a pussy and he fucked up
Say what I say you know I ain't tripping
Like gunna am balling and dripping
I'm saying real facts and you know i ain't capping
Straight from the hood yeah I'm topping

Lil boy a bitch and he rat us out
Straight from the hood yeah I made it out
Stacking this racks everyday till I take it out
I've seen so much I can't talk about
You know this things that I do everyday
Stacking this racks tryna make me a way
Making my money and staying away
Remember the nights tryna get me a pay

If you think it's a joke imma do it again
Doing my things I ain't stressing a vain
Imma dress up and dress up and dress up again
I want the money I don't want fuck with the fame
Just do your things but don't fuck with my name
If I see me a opp imma spin round again
I'm spin round again and again and again
I'm spin round again and again and again and again

That boy a bitch and he fucked up
Spin round the block and we masked up
Reach for my Glock and you know you get knocked out
Lil boy a pussy and he fucked up
Say what I say you know I ain't tripping
Like gunna am balling and dripping
I'm saying real facts and you know i ain't capping
Straight from the hood yeah I'm topping

Stay with my guys I don't choose me no sides
Imma buy all the Jordan's imma get me some slides
If a hoe fuck with me imma let it just slide
But when it comes to money ion choose me no sides

Imma keep it a hundred till the day that I die
You know I'm a real gee and I steady stay fly
Not with a dred but i run it up
If a pussy be lacking we duck him up
Fuck with the gang then it's up with us
We steady stay strapped they can't fuck with us
If we meet face to face that's a gang assault
I'm always on drugs and you know that I'm paranoid
I ain't a killer or shooter like my Roy
Young boy rich now they all wanna fuck with us
When we was broke there was far from us
Now they're tryna act like their the real ones for us

That boy a bitch and he fucked up
Spin round the block and we masked up
Reach for my Glock and you know you get knocked out
Lil boy a pussy and he fucked up
Say what I say you know I ain't tripping
Like gunna am balling and dripping
I'm saying real facts and you know i ain't capping
Straight from the hood yeah I'm topping



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Jeremiah
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