Lyrics
In the woods
In the hood
Yo
Gang
Listen
Yo
Listen
I was a lost boy from the 6 I'm good
Running round with the boys in the hood
Got the Style like Tre but I'm misunderstood
If I could bring times back trust man I would
I lost a lot but I'm tryna feel fine
I don't want her to wine and dine but I'm sick of this pain wanna smoke 35s
Now rolling bud up in a cone not pine
Gang asking eachother like what is the sitch
Keep the long long on the side of ur hip
Don't reminisce
It's time to ching
Stepped out in drip
Are you gonna snitch
Are you really on shit
Like bro wanna shot to get all his Ps
Do your ting but lay low please
I don't want you nicked nah I want you free
You pick a pokey no help from trees
Straight to the hunt man talking brazy
Are you really like me I'm crazy
Lose my tiny temper all my thoughts are fading
Make you pass out with my stainless
Now I'm up and people wanna know me baby you can't be my lady
Sit in bros Mercedes'
Hold this while I pass the feds I'm wavy
Money come like gravy
Moving like bolt cah I'm moving all pacy
I'm back in the cut with bread to my name
Pass the opp block cah we go the same way
And ima spin back if my bro gets touched but he won't cah gang got him the same day
Active 24s like a petrol station
All the time gang gang no breaking
I just had a dream smoking a paigon
Like Kal smoked Luther crazy
This is real life not some comic b
Hop out on gang not the justice league
All blacked out with my Bruce in a whip
Then we get him down like it's just DC
My bro wanna talk how he got many hoes
But me I got too many flows
I say we jump in the whip then go
But scanning to see if there's 12
Pussio's live that lie
I don't know why they always try I could get bare man to go them sides
And show how the akhi's will slide
And trust me you know I'll ride
Always got this on my side
Like bro wanna go from the left but calm
Us man will go on the right
I was a lost boy from the 6 I'm good
Running round with the boys in the hood
Got the Style like Tre but I'm misunderstood
If I could bring times back trust man I would
I lost a lot but I'm tryna feel fine
I don't want her to wine and dine but I'm sick of this pain wanna smoke 35s
Now rolling bud up in a cone not pine
In a cone not pine
When I'm on this grind
I want this spliff come long like Giant
On my jack jones when I stalk this nerd caught him don't care ur beanie's on the right
Beanie's on the right
Spliff long like giant
Rolling bud up in a cone not pine
Writer(s): Varon Dhillon
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