
Lyrics
Range, what's up, nigga?
I'm from the bottom, so I've seen this shit
They ain't really think I'd make it, and I mean this shit
Damn
I ain't really with that "fight my demon" shit
I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live
She told me, "Go to hell," 'cause she
Caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel
Should've never paid for all them wigs and all them nails
Fuck it, then I'm back up on my shit, I might as well, uh
I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields
Brody just came home, he out there thugging, yeah, still
'Member I had zero, need a hundred damn mill
Niggas want some damn grills
In my city, niggas spin and do it for the damn thrill
Get the chicken, but I'm hungry like I'm missing damn meals
Brody scoring off the trap, he got hand-to-hand skills
They ain't scoring off them raps 'cause we know it ain't real
Niggas hanging round racks, how I know he won't squeal?
And I'm signed up, fuck a deal, uh
Strapped up, Navy Seal
Niggas bugging on pills, uh
Act up and get peeled, uh
This money'll get you killed, I swear that I've seen this shit
I wanna be rich, I swear that these niggas just wanna be seen as shit
Get the new whip right off of the lot, right out of the dealership
I'm making 'em feel this shit
You niggas be weird as shit
You niggas be lame
Inside gang, nigga, we got bank
Bad bitch brown, but her inside pink
He get the bag and he start to change
He come around, gotta tuck his chains
I'm from the bottom, so I've seen this shit
They ain't really think I'd make it, and I mean this shit
Damn
I ain't really with that "fight my demon" shit
I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live
She told me, "Go to hell," 'cause she
Caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel
Should've never paid for all them wigs and all them nails
Fuck it, then I'm back up on my shit, I might as well, uh
I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields
Double cup, I'm pouring seals
If it's up, it's on the ceiling
Niggas spin until you killed
She was everything to you, but to me she just a kill
Nigga, where the fuck was you?
Mommy couldn't pay her bills
All that talking, we ain't into that
Niggas loud in that Prius
All the hate come from the internet, it's smiles when they see us
Hood Fav, niggas know it from the towns overseas
Yeah, she smiling when she see me, now she down on her knees
Loud Cannatique, I got pounds of this weed
She got ass in her jeans and she bounce it for me
I'm in London walking with a lot of pounds in my jeans
I be thinking like, "Is she gon' hold
It down for the team?" Nah, she not
Niggas infiltrating like cops
Where I'm from, they only send shots
All them niggas know is bend blocks
More money, getting more chops
I gotta take this shit up to the top
I was hurting 'cause my pops was popped
I ran it up and it's not gonna stop
Had a nightmare I was stuck on the block
I'm from the bottom, so I've seen this shit
They ain't really think I'd make it, and I mean this shit
Damn
I ain't really with that "fight my demon" shit
I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live
She told me, "Go to hell," 'cause she
Caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel
Should've never paid for all them wigs and all them nails
Fuck it, then I'm back up on my shit, I might as well, uh
I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields
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