BBN
It's Mr northside
Slim tatted
SRT
Car matted
Wicked dreads
Curl plated
VVS no hiding
I like to smoke a little
I like to drink a lot
Bad bitches Is my problem
Cuz I like to fuck alot
I like to joke a lot
I like to stir the spot
I won't touch her if she drunk
I like my sober thots hood nigga hot cheetos
And a baking soda pot og ain't have no job
But that's how he grew a knot
Dear, future me
I pray that you got rich as fuck
I pray that you cut off every body who didn't big you up
I pray that you cut off anybody who didn't bring you much
I pray that you cut off all them bitches who you loved with lust
Cuz present you is seeing that's your downfall
Don't be stupid
Keep money on your mental
Keep your mental set on ruthless
Wiz & Mac showed me the blueprint
And Trillzee showed me the nuisance
When you up they all with you
When you dead nobody do shit sheesh, Harsh reality
Fn pistol for my safety cause fatalities
I put some diamonds on my neck
Boost my morality
I can really start a war and make you bow to me
Nigga
But that's small talk
I rather fuck ya bitch on all 4s make her dog walk
I rather hit the bank deposit bread boss talk
Batman Pepsi 41 Rollie Boss Watch
And oleeeeee
I'm just a boss ass burgh nigga
I'm Just a boss ass burgh nigga
And oleeeee
I'm just a boss ass burgh nigga I'm just a boss ass nigga
On the boyz what yall niggas need to understand
I wasn't put on this earth to be fucking liked nigga
I was put on this earth to raise my sons and get money nigga
And oleeeee
I'm just a boss ass burgh nigga
Slim tatted
SRT
Car matted
Wicked dreads
Curl plated
VVS no hiding
I like to smoke a little
I like to drink a lot
Bad bitches Is my problem
Cuz I like to fuck alot
I like to joke a lot
I like to stir the spot
I won't touch her if she drunk
I like my sober thots hood nigga hot cheetos
And a baking soda pot og ain't have no job
But that's how he grew a knot
Dear, future me
I pray that you got rich as fuck
I pray that you cut off every body who didn't big you up
I pray that you cut off anybody who didn't bring you much
I pray that you cut off all them bitches who you loved with lust
Cuz present you is seeing that's your downfall
Don't be stupid
Keep money on your mental
Keep your mental set on ruthless
Wiz & Mac showed me the blueprint
And Trillzee showed me the nuisance
When you up they all with you
When you dead nobody do shit sheesh, Harsh reality
Fn pistol for my safety cause fatalities
I put some diamonds on my neck
Boost my morality
I can really start a war and make you bow to me
Nigga
But that's small talk
I rather fuck ya bitch on all 4s make her dog walk
I rather hit the bank deposit bread boss talk
Batman Pepsi 41 Rollie Boss Watch
And oleeeeee
I'm just a boss ass burgh nigga
I'm Just a boss ass burgh nigga
And oleeeee
I'm just a boss ass burgh nigga I'm just a boss ass nigga
On the boyz what yall niggas need to understand
I wasn't put on this earth to be fucking liked nigga
I was put on this earth to raise my sons and get money nigga
And oleeeee
I'm just a boss ass burgh nigga
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Writer(s): James Fedd
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