Look
You know my body (Heh)
I feel like riley
Ain't got no huey
So who gon' ride
Because I'm alone don't mean I'm slime
Been sittin alone but who gon' try me (Uh)
I know how this work ain't even gotta lurk
But I see a brick
When I look at my childhood
Cause I remember the days, of gettin' that money and tellin' my momma I'm good
Honestly I just did what I could (Heh)
Do what I could wit my brothers, ain't care if you understood
Oh bitch I ain't runnin' it back
Ty brought the bro's to the back
His bro had a pack
He told us to fetch out the money and we'll get a portion right back
Yea we did that, and we split up a bag
But I was a kid, and so were my brothers
So nobody spoke on the money
We spent it before we got home and it had to be temporary
Funny it started in February
I ain't tryna rhyme
Just droppin' the time
I'm tellin the whole story
12 Years old I sold Madonna up Chinguacousy Road
What I heard back then matured my ass and stays on roads
Roll up my arms
I'm talkin my sleeves
And matter of fact
Lets roll on the street where I started but don't mind the PTSD
Show you the why to my grief
Give you the drop on my beef
Bitches want me on them sides
So these niggas can't sleep
Richard Millie on the left side, when I pop, on fleek
Switch sides with her sisters leave my kids on the sheet
Switch brides like "wassup boo", when her sis fall asleep
Thick thighs, with the cute eyes
That's my type beat
I dont know
Why would I wanna be sweet
But I see a brick
When I look at my childhood
Cause I remember the days, of gettin' that money and tellin' my momma I'm good
Honestly I just did what I could (Heh)
Do what I could wit my brothers, ain't care if you understood (Aye)
You know my body (Heh)
I feel like riley
Ain't got no huey
So who gon' ride
Because I'm alone don't mean I'm slime
Been sittin alone but who gon' try me (Uh)
I know how this work ain't even gotta lurk
But I see a brick
When I look at my childhood
Cause I remember the days, of gettin' that money and tellin' my momma I'm good
Honestly I just did what I could (Heh)
Do what I could wit my brothers, ain't care if you understood
Oh bitch I ain't runnin' it back
Ty brought the bro's to the back
His bro had a pack
He told us to fetch out the money and we'll get a portion right back
Yea we did that, and we split up a bag
But I was a kid, and so were my brothers
So nobody spoke on the money
We spent it before we got home and it had to be temporary
Funny it started in February
I ain't tryna rhyme
Just droppin' the time
I'm tellin the whole story
12 Years old I sold Madonna up Chinguacousy Road
What I heard back then matured my ass and stays on roads
Roll up my arms
I'm talkin my sleeves
And matter of fact
Lets roll on the street where I started but don't mind the PTSD
Show you the why to my grief
Give you the drop on my beef
Bitches want me on them sides
So these niggas can't sleep
Richard Millie on the left side, when I pop, on fleek
Switch sides with her sisters leave my kids on the sheet
Switch brides like "wassup boo", when her sis fall asleep
Thick thighs, with the cute eyes
That's my type beat
I dont know
Why would I wanna be sweet
But I see a brick
When I look at my childhood
Cause I remember the days, of gettin' that money and tellin' my momma I'm good
Honestly I just did what I could (Heh)
Do what I could wit my brothers, ain't care if you understood (Aye)
( Fuaygo )
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