BigMoneyRussgang (feat. band gang javar & russboyz trey)

Come on now

Ayy

It been hard on me, I done went to jail, got back out to ball

I ain't take the stand and tell on ****, I was standin' tall (Jxckk just want a drink)

When the judge read my guidelines, the courtroom paused

Stuck the middle finger at the judge, told her, "Suck my balls"

I hit the county, I was hungry, takin' ****' trays

Beatin' ****' ass for no reason, they just catchin' strays

Youngins hungry, pokin' **** up for some Frito-Lays

Got us in poverty, but lock us up for makin' plays

This shit crazy, this my life, I'm just tellin' my story

Don't shit faze me, grab the pipe and send shots out the 40

Pull up to the hood givin' all my **** lanes like Tory

I was in the block while you was in the house like Cory

I was on my buck, have ambitions, bought a Wraith like Raven

Nicknamin' my whip as "Lord Knows", Zach and Cody saved me

I remember days on the block where them wizards get wavy

Hannah Montana, got fiends droppin' to the fuckin' pavement

I miss them days when me and Pay was juggin' back-to-back

Goin' up to Hutch, buyin' buffies, goin' rack for rack

Matchin' quarters on the block, goin' sack for sack

Man, I miss my dog, why you leave your baby sick like that?

I know somewhere it's an old white man trippin'

Probably vegan now, hit his car for so much chicken

Was fifteen-sixteen, young as hell whippin'

Had ten-twenty on me, pullin' up on hoes trippin'

Ice buffs ten on me, had the teachers tappin' in

Sent Ms. Glass to Fort Wayne, she was tired of them kids

That bitch lucky she ain't bump into Biggs

You would've had her old ass comin' back with ten

You was watchin' Shrek, I was runnin' out of Kroger

Biggs was on the block sellin' mud like the ogre

He a roll on me, thought I was switchin' over

I just made 20K with Jizzle, it was over

That ain't shit, I made a hundred K with Keeble Racks

When I read the paperwork, feel like a knife in my back

Rose the one, ****, him and Pooh ****

How you tell them people all that?

I remember all them **** sayin' I'd be right back

Now I got fifty 'round my neck, doin' skits with Jack

Blew a five-ball up at Neimans, six at Saks (Cash)

I went to school with dog, why he lyin' in his raps? (Cap)

Every Glock got a switch like we from the 'Raq (Switchie)

My bro died, they mans died, ****, that's a fact

I feel like Durk, we on his ass where his shows at (Where they at?)

I show no love in the game 'cause that'll get you whacked (Fah, fah)

This real rapper weed, smoke his ass out the pack

This rap game full of snitches, man, I'm tired of rats (You know it)

Man, I'm tired of rap

Everywhere I go, I keep my chopper, tryna catch a hat (Fah-fah, what you doin', Trey?)

I just be talkin' crazy

I love violence, fuck a bigger picture, I ain't no Lil Baby (Facts)

Walked in with twenty thousand, I see why they hate me

I ain't gettin' **** smoked in a minute, I've been chillin' lately (Yup)