Artis - Take Me To Da Store

Take Me To Da Store

Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
I remember when I had no money
Man the shit was hard
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Hustling in this motherfucka
Getting it
Man fuck a job

Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
I remember when I had no money
Man the shit was hard
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Hustling in this motherfucka
Getting it
Man fuck a job

Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Used to stash the shit up in the crib
I'm sleeping in the car
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Money started coming
I was getting it
Man I love the block
Take me to the store
And ride me through the block
I remember when I had no money
Couldn't find a job
Take me to the store
And ride me through the block
Hustling in this motherfucka
Getting it
Man I hustle hard
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Police used to pull me
Just to search me for some bullshit charge
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Niggas started sniffing coke
The circle started to divide
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
I remember when I had no money
Man the shit was hard
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Hustling in this motherfucka
Getting it
Man I hustle hard
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Used to fuck the bitches off the liquor
Fuck em in the car
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Artis is that nigga
JT really is my other side
Take me to the store
And ride me through the block
Look into my eyes
You see a nigga real
You feel his vibe
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Everything I do is for my circle
Man I swear to god
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Shot out to my nigga VA's General
My nigga Ty
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
MoneyWorld, OTG, NightSkool
We forever locked
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
I remember when I had no money
Couldn't find a job
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
Hustling in this motherfucka
Getting it
Man fuck a job

Take me to da store
And ride me through the block

Take me to da store
And ride me through the block

Take me to da store
And ride me through the block

Take me to da store
And ride me through the block

I ain't worried bout no fuck nigga
Every morning I'm up nigga
Working out by myself nigga
Playing the hand that I'm dealt nigga
Niggas turned
But I'm still beasting
Camouflage in that black beamer
Riding round with that nine ether
Feeling good
But my mind lethal
Motherfuckas be brainwashed
Say they real
But then change heart
Pissed off because they ain't pop
And they still stuck in the same spot

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Writer(s): Artis Garrett
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