Middle Child

Ooh-oh-oh

Yeah yeah yeah

Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child

By the age of 13, ****, I was young and wild

Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house

Got nowhere to stay, ****, I'm runnin' in your **** house (****)

Wit dem 30s out (Yeah), **** you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)

Yeah, ridin' 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)

Really, I'm high as ****, I'm off a **** now

Huh, **** run up on me, I'ma blow 'em down

So much cash, in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet

**** hate, **** ****, **** ****, pocket watchin'

Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, I'm talkin' 30s now (30s now)

Hey, hey, 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now (Hey)

**** **** always talkin' why the **** these **** talkin'?

I don't know, pull up slow, sticks out the window, look what you started

Huh yeah, catch a opp outta bounds, and we gon' burn him down (Burn him down)

Burn 'em down, 30 rounds, hunnid rounds (Buck, buck, buck)

Hold up, **** don't want no smoke

Roll up dead **** what I smoke

Bad ****, she put it all in her throat

She suck my **** while I float in the Ghost

New bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze (Ice)

These **** is ****, I keep me a pole

I swear these new **** be doing the most

I'm Slimey like I'm drippin' snot from my nose (Slatt)

You know I came from the mud with this (Mud)

They never showed me no love with this (Yeah)

I had to jugg and finesse, used to stand on corner

Was selling them drugs and **** (Drugs)

They used to be on some other **** (Uh)

Now they see me coming up and **** (Uh)

I tell them leeches to suck a **** (Uh)

Nowadays they see be dubbin' ****

Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child

By the age of 13, ****, I was young and wild

Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house

Got nowhere to stay, ****, I'm runnin' in your **** house (****)

Wit dem 30s out (Yeah), **** you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)

Yeah, ridin' 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)

Really, I'm high as ****, I'm off a **** now

Huh, **** run up on me, I'ma blow him down

So much cash, in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet

**** hate, **** ****, **** ****, pocket watchin'

Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, I'm talkin' 30s now (30s now)

Hey, hey 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now (Hey)