LYRICS
Aye rep your city
Go throw up that set
Go place that money
Go put up that bet
In the streets just wildin’
Till there's nothing left
And they got shackles on me
This is house arrest
Go roll that weed up
Call that skeezer
Say you don’t love her
But you never leave her
Your daddy know your a dog
Plus he a preacher
To his momma
Grab a hug
Nice to meet ya
Yeah Yeah
See I wouldn’t say I be the loudest in the room
When a nigga blow the trees
I be the loudest with the fumes
Engineer couldn’t even powder what I do
Go and get it uncut
Be my sons
But fuck
I aint proud of none of you
Man you went and sold your soul
For the gold
What you think was gon’ happen
Now they don’t say your name
When they talk bout the rappers
You can’t even flip a flow
You can’t chill with the trappers
I guess life aint filled with no happy ever afters
Shit aint really sweet
Don’t get confused with the laughter
A smile can get you killed
50 quotes with the BAFTAs
Mummy wasn’t married
So I be that pretty bastard
Old folks don’t practise what they preaching
The same time
Tell me my generation misleading
With no guidance
I cause a riot on the weekend
Man I’ve always been the kid with the problem
So its easy convince the world
That I been tweaking
Got the crackheads going crazy with no defence
Now the trap got locked off
Cause the cops don’t really like it when it pops off
Nigga feeling himself now
He bout to let them shots off
Hard to be the man when you never understand
Exactly how a real one never tell on themselves
Whether it’s dead or in jail
Thats why I’m trying excel
Now gon’
Rep your city
Go throw up that set
Go place that money
Go put up that bet
In the streets just wildin
Till there's nothing left
And they got shackles on me
This is house arrest
Go roll that weed up
Call that skeezer
Say you don’t love her
But you never leave her
Your daddy know your a dog
Plus he a preacher
To his momma
Grab a hug
Nice to meet ya
Yeah Yeah