In My Section

Tell 'em label me a real one

Tell 'em label me a real, real

Tell 'em label me a real one

Tell 'em label me a real one

Tell 'em label me a real one

Oh, oh, throwin' all them shots like I didn't catch it

Put a condom on that dick around that Glock

They'll know I'm well protected

Youngest thuggin' in my section

And they gon' rock out with that Calio for that Smith & Wesson

Durk told me treat the rap game like the dope game

They throwin' so much dirt, they done covered up my whole name

This that straight drop, straight depart, pure cocaine

This that straight drop, straight depart, pure cocaine

What the world comin' to?

**** tellin' on they partners, why the fuck they break the rules?

Convicted felon grippin' on this chopper, I might make the news

I gave up every cent and fuckin' dollar, I done paid my dues

A-B-C-D, fuck it man, I'm past due for a W

Upside down, I'ma stack them M's

B-ballin' so hard, I might break the rim

Can't fuck with y'all ****, y'all fuck with them

You should've known better, it's up with them

I've been grippin' them Glocks with Bob and Tim

Lil Zane, my ****, made it far with them

Said she showin' a set, we mobbin' him

I don't ever hear a rat, not involved with him

She wrote my name on her photo

I got the game from the older's

I got the world on my shoulders

I got this girl on my shoulders

I pour the drank in peach soda

I pour my pain in peach soda

I think my heart gettin' colder

I swear it's hard to be sober

Oh, oh, throwin' all them shots like I didn't catch it

Put a condom on that dick around that Glock

They'll know I'm well protected

Youngest thuggin' in my section

And they gon' rock out with that Calio for that Smith & Wesson

Durk told me treat the rap game like the dope game

They throwin' so much dirt, they done covered up my whole name

This that straight drop, straight depart, pure cocaine

This that straight drop, straight depart, pure cocaine

That brand new Hellcat go real fast, I know you hear the motor

And the say God give his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers

See, I got bitch problems, Jaiden like a parrot on my shoulder

Plus I got rich problems, it's a couple **** say I owe 'em

Standin' on that corner, sellin' yay, yeah, it was hard work

Drop down to my knees every night, I pray, had to put God first

Last time I faced the main reason that my heart hurt

From the neighborhood to the stage, damn, look how God work

I swear I had to start first

He tryna grind, he tryna shine, but he don't fear the trap

I lost my mind, I had to snap back like a fitted cap

And they claim they showin' love, but I really don't feel none

Before it's all said and done, label me a real one

Oh, oh, throwin' all them shots like I didn't catch it

Put a condom on that dick around that Glock

They'll know I'm well protected

Youngest thuggin' in my section

And they gon' rock out with that Calio for that Smith & Wesson

Durk told me treat the rap game like the dope game

They throwin' so much dirt , they done covered up my whole name

This that straight drop, straight depart, pure cocaine

This that straight drop, straight depart, pure cocaine