60153 MYD

Intro :

Get it-

we got it-

got it -

we get it-

talkn bout doe-

then u know I'm wit it -

talkn bout flows -

then u kno -

i spit it -

check for dat bag-

Then you kno that i did it -

still I do it-

For da bread

ima get, str8 to it -

tell by the drip -

I was born in the rack -

You can tell by the spits -

I was born, with the crack -

shit flow fluid, like I was

born wit a tap -

I

aint

da plug -

boy, I'm the rack -

hit them raceways -

I’m where it's at-

never fuck wit no snakes -

and I dont fuck wit no rats -

too much shit -

Wit all dem gnats-

too mamy demons -

Stay-

setting dem traps -

too many sleep -

They still taking,

dem naps

gotta stay woke -

watch my back -

Yea,I fuck wit da folks -

but still-

I don't move in a pack -

Gimmie dat beat -

I bet I rip shit up-

from the streets -

you can either, move yo feet -

or get,

your hands up -

Foe O - cal -

leave’em jammed up -

he like,

“oh wow” -

ya boi wild -

but,

we ain't from the 100s -

you can, catch us out west

- where it stay,

wild wild -

Got me thinking

Bout

Back In the days

Young folks-

Throwing up

Treys -

Downtown,

Hitting the stage -

Coming out hard -

Repping the squad -

Repping the land -

Yep-

We kept tools,

Bet we got out them jams-

But we was too cool -

Pump beats -

Cipher, in the

Basement of

Sub t’s -

It’s like 9 Trey -

Dollar bills,

I come with the cream-

I put in overtime,

Cousin-

Just to get to that thing -

Melanin, in the skin

They wanna -

Copy that gene -

Divide and conquer,

You granted access

Through yo own screen-

Pinky and the brain,

The way they -

Pushing them themes -

In a hood,

Ran by -

12, drug dealers,

clucks and fiends -

From birth,

It was gang gang-

Yea,

That shy scene-

Bang bang -

You know it’s,

Gang gang-

Handpicked,

By your neighborhood

Team -

This competition,

Nawl-

It ain’t friendly,

You can get killed

Over the next man’s dreams-

chorus]

Gimmie dat beat -

I bet I rip shit up-

from the streets -

you can either, move yo feet -

or get,

your hands up -

Foe O - cal -

leave’em jammed up -

he like,

“oh wow” -

ya boi wild -

but,

we ain't from the 100s -

you can, catch us out west

- where it stay,

wild wild -

chorus]

Gimmie dat beat -

I bet I rip shit up-

from the streets -

you can either, move yo feet -

or get,

your hands up -

Foe O - cal -

leave’em jammed up -

he like,

“oh wow” -

ya boi wild -

but,

we ain't from the 100s -

you can, catch us out west

- where it stay,

wild wild -