[Intro]
[Chorus]
Hey this ain’t designer, no It’s straight outta the thrift
He ain’t pay my money, I ain’t showing up for shit
Only time I’m coming, when I’m fucking on your bitch
Niggas looking like me, they fuckin’ with my drip
Niggas tryna sign me, like get off of my dick
Baby tryna suck me, she do it for a pic
And I’m really from the streets
And I’m really ’bout that life
I know a lot of niggas who be really doing time, yeah
[Verse]
Shorty know my niggas bring the vibes
Know a lot of huns who gon’ do it for the likes
Know a lot of niggas who gon’ do it for the clout
I’ll never do it if it ain’t about the guap
I’ll never do it if it ain’t about the cheese
She don’t go to church, so I put her on her knees
Came up from the streets, throw a party in the hills
They be hella wack, so I party with the keys yeah
So cold ’cause my wrist froze, yeah
Feels like when I do the whoa
Bad bitch hit me, say she coming to the show, yeah
Love me ’cause I be like Deebo
Shorty brought a friend, now I gotta hit both
And I’m still screaming out “Free my nigga C4”
I lost a lot of homies to these streets, shit is deep
They told me there’s a heaven for a G, I believe
My homies couldn’t rap so they went and bought a piece
They don’t know where to go cause they was raised by the streets
This a prison for the mind, so we blaze to be free
We tryna stay alive, niggas dying every week
We might not see tomorrow, so we pray before we sleep
And this shit ain’t never given, gotta fight for your peace
[Chorus]
Hey this ain’t designer, no It’s straight outta the thrift
He ain’t pay my money, I ain’t showing up for shit
Only time I’m coming, when I’m fucking on your bitch
Niggas looking like me, they fuckin’ with my drip
Niggas tryna sign me, like get off of my dick
Baby tryna suck me, she do it for a pic
And I’m really from the streets
And I’m really ’bout that life
I know a lot of niggas who be really doing time, yeah
[Outro]
Nigga say he got it, he a broke ass nigga
Nigga say he poppin’, we don’t know that nigga
I’m the plug, got your shorty on the blow my nigga, yeah
We know you ain’t really ’bout to smoke my nigga
2-1-90, I’ma rep for the code my nigga
Screaming out “Free my nigga C4” my nigga, yeah
(Xikwembu)
