lirik lagu a lot of this – lud foe
[verse]
i grew up out west
it’s a lot of this a lot of that
b.o.n. b*tch
skinny n*gga but my pockets fat
fiends going wild, they piled in my trap house
pass out drugs, we send ’em in, we send ’em out
shooters outside, pop in then we popping out
he gamble with his life, tough luck now he cr*pping out
we ride late at night with glocks tucked, yeah we camping out
we got free smoke, you want beef then we hand it out
my n*gga on that hot sh*t, start you up, end you out
my money up, the police lock me up, b*tch i’m bonding out
i heard the hoe be f*cking with the opps, i’m just finding out
i’m debo, these n*ggas nemo ’cause they be hiding out
shout out to my jeweler, make my jesus piece say hallelujah
trigger squeeze, pray the lord forgive me for being a shooter
racing down 290, drive the foreign like it was a scooter
maison margiela my shoe, true religion like a buddha
i remember like yesterday
my mama try to keep me in the house but i wouldn’t stay
the streets made me, the streets paid me
pops was a heroin addict, mama raised a crack baby
young ass n*gga with a old ass soul
kick dope, sold blow, wore the same d*mn clothes
my wrist locked, water whipping out the same d*mn bowl
i done made a lot of money off my grandma stove
i’m a rap star standing on the block with my gun c*cked
foreign push star, imma mob, i’m a hood star
i get the party rocking, b*tch, the club hopping
love shopping, spending blue cheese like a egg salad
pouring liquor on the hoes in v.i.p
bon appetite, b*tch, it’s a feast
lud foe done ate the beat
‘ey kid look at what we did, we took over the streets
stayed up in that studio working and we didn’t go to sleep
free all of my n*ggas i’m with ’em and i know they with me
r.i.p. my n*ggas, i’m going crazy until we meet
i’m a shark in the water, all these rappers is dead meat
i treat ’em like my sons, they label me a dead beat
i feed ’em crumbs, swagger jackers be biting me
i’m f*cking b*tches, they crazy tryna entitle me
lud foe say you love me and tell me that you won’t lie to me
n*gga you ain’t a k!ller, don’t die for something you tryna be
i locked these rappers out the game, i need my privacy
the police looking for me they having trouble with finding me
f*ck a judge, i never budge, i know she tired of me
my plug got the pigeons and the birds, he make ’em fly to me
nina ross, lil pretty p*ssy, i make it squirt for me
and all my n*ggas love me to death, you could get hurt for me
i started selling dope cause that school sh*t didn’t work for me
i’m flexing like a wrestler, moving weight like i’m hercules
i’m from the slums,grew up off ramen noodles and pork and beans
‘member i had to cut from my jeans, they were too big for me
told ’em that i’ma make it, they laughed and said, you kidding me
f*ck the police and whoever tryna get rid of me
gang!
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