Raids - A COLORS SHOW

Please don't come for me I thought I told you, boy

Young **** do the soldier boy

Them **** fucked around and sold ya boy

Hey look I might call my he come to, ya

You see these police running back they doing raids

We was never planning for this day

Ain't no point of money in the safe

Who put you in these streets ain't nothing safe

I've been blowing money since a kid

Now I stack that back till I'm rich

VVS diamonds they looking lit

Now that I'm shining these bitches all on my dick

Hey look, silence on the top don't wanna hear shit

Violence on they block they hit the kill switch

Pop the molly rock, don't wanna feel shit

Don't condone them drugs, but a **** got shit to deal with

First time outta town was on the bus felt like a field trip

I'm just putting on for the ones I was in the field with

New Balenciaga's is printed all on my heel tip

I don't need no father on my own since I was a lil kid

If you came from nada you know about how them meals get

You ain't eat'n days an you starting to get a lil strip

But I ain't finna blame you, boy

You see this trap shit done made you boy

I need a million after tax and then we talking

Forty on his wrist and he came straight outta apartment

Start the beemer coupe I ain't even know hot to park it

Tell my youngin shoot if he shoot he ain't never stopping

Hope he don't leave a paw print

You see these police running back they doing raids

We was never planning for this day

Ain't no point of money in the safe

Who put you in these streets ain't nothing safe

I've been blowing money since a kid

Now I stack that back till I'm rich

VVS diamonds they looking lit

Now that I'm shining these bitches all on my dick