Ready
Head first I jumped in this shit young nigga I was ready
First time shotting that glock young nigga had to hold it steady
Ion't care what you did or who you shot shit don't impress me
When you run into me you gone wish you neva met me
Told em hopping out aint none anywhere shit could get messy
The first you see get first degree this shit look like confetti
An dont call me if it aint bout that paper nigga or that fetti
Put my money before these bitches that lil love shit dont affect me
I gotta lot of shit on my fucking plate this shit get heavy
But I know I was made for this so Iont even let shit stress me
Through them trials and tribulations
Know that street shit it done test me
Can't never take the pain away can't let go of that memory ugh
I was out there dropping shit before I was dropping shit
30 mags and 40 cals quick to stand on top of shit
AP with the titties on it bitch we got alot of shit
You can go against us guaranteed it ain't no stopping shit
That loyalty for anything the men thats who im rocking with
Cant conquer or divide us give a fuck about your politics
Graduated the streets and now they scoutin tryin give me scholarships
A M ain't nowhere near enough thats just to get my momma rich
And soons I get that ticket ain't no question Im buying all kind shit
Prezzy rollie plain jane might get one some obama shit
I lost this shit an got it back at least a hunnit times
I put my heart into this shit you feel it every rhyme
First time shotting that glock young nigga had to hold it steady
Ion't care what you did or who you shot shit don't impress me
When you run into me you gone wish you neva met me
Told em hopping out aint none anywhere shit could get messy
The first you see get first degree this shit look like confetti
An dont call me if it aint bout that paper nigga or that fetti
Put my money before these bitches that lil love shit dont affect me
I gotta lot of shit on my fucking plate this shit get heavy
But I know I was made for this so Iont even let shit stress me
Through them trials and tribulations
Know that street shit it done test me
Can't never take the pain away can't let go of that memory ugh
I was out there dropping shit before I was dropping shit
30 mags and 40 cals quick to stand on top of shit
AP with the titties on it bitch we got alot of shit
You can go against us guaranteed it ain't no stopping shit
That loyalty for anything the men thats who im rocking with
Cant conquer or divide us give a fuck about your politics
Graduated the streets and now they scoutin tryin give me scholarships
A M ain't nowhere near enough thats just to get my momma rich
And soons I get that ticket ain't no question Im buying all kind shit
Prezzy rollie plain jane might get one some obama shit
I lost this shit an got it back at least a hunnit times
I put my heart into this shit you feel it every rhyme
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