Yee, B, can I spit my pain
Haha, yo turn me up in the headphones yee man I'm just trynna spit my pain
B Yo
Yo I was born in 95
Born a ride or die
On the west so you know pac was who we idolized
Them middle kids we was first to see them iPods
But we was way too fuccin old to eat them tide pods
These lil niggas buggin
Social media thuggin
80s millennials trippin niggas left us with nothing
How yall say that yall OGs but ain't leading us right
I cant blame em they parents led em straight to the pipe
We the last to fight
I'm so good with my left
If you ain't acting right
Best be savin ya breath
Now everybody shooters Niggas pussy foreal they scared to take an L that's how I know You'll squeal
Feeling like Bobby Seale paving ways for my hood
Mama pray for my sins case they take me for good
I've been the coldest wit it done seen the coldest winters
And if I ever did you wrong just know I hope forgiveness
I got a message for my youngins and my older niggas if you see em trapped inside the block you supposed to mold the nigga
And show the nigga ain't nothing wrong with this clean paper
And if its dirty flip the shit and be a dream chaser
Ain't talkin meek milly but they got deep millies
Still wishing well to water pushers ugh
Free willy And free smash On god for my niggas I bleed
Cause comin where we from you dont get to the league
Cause they gon overlook us
Them jails gon overbook us
And 12 be grilling niggas they trynna overcook us
And looking at the news again another youngin lost
Ain't even know em but my sisters walk this city dawg
And no this ain't the chi everyday we ain't duckin
But see this road my city on its gon lead to destruction
So as soon as we make it we gotta make arrangements
More gyms more parks for the kids to play in
Positive vibes even though that ain't what we was raised with
These just thoughts of another 95 baby
Positive vibes even though that ain't what we was raised with
These just thoughts of another 95 baby
B
Yeah, I told you niggas we here now
GFD
Hive Entertainment
Parkside
Yee Wassup Yo
And no I aint done, sit back n pour up the rum
Fingers be gripping the drum I'm feeling so numb, box or the dirt you a bum
Fucc up the game til I cum I'm finally bac, killing these whacks on the wax. Tyga shit racks onna racks
The park on my bac, I put the park onna map
I'll let it spark in ya cap like new ideas
Bitch made niggas like you madea
Roc yo boat like who aaliyah
This 2 will leave ya, taco split like ooh Maria
Come tango wit me
Hate you niggas like django wit me
Square ass niggas piccin angles wit me
45 tucced this thang go wit me
Shades of color like the rainbow hit me
Bobby off brown I'll strangle whitney
I'm banging filthy that pain will kill me my aim is guilty they won't kno I did it cause the stainless silky I'm gone
Hahahahaha
Yee
Nigga I'm gone
B
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Yee, B, can I spit my pain
Haha, yo turn me up in the headphones yee man I'm just trynna spit my pain
B Yo
Yo I was born in 95
Born a ride or die
On the west so you know pac was who we idolized
Them middle kids we was first to see them iPods
But we was way too fuccin old to eat them tide pods
These lil niggas buggin
Social media thuggin
80s millennials trippin niggas left us with nothing
How yall say that yall OGs but ain't leading us right
I cant blame em they parents led em straight to the pipe
We the last to fight
I'm so good with my left
If you ain't acting right
Best be savin ya breath
Now everybody shooters Niggas pussy foreal they scared to take an L that's how I know You'll squeal
Feeling like Bobby Seale paving ways for my hood
Mama pray for my sins case they take me for good
I've been the coldest wit it done seen the coldest winters
And if I ever did you wrong just know I hope forgiveness
I got a message for my youngins and my older niggas if you see em trapped inside the block you supposed to mold the nigga
And show the nigga ain't nothing wrong with this clean paper
And if its dirty flip the shit and be a dream chaser
Ain't talkin meek milly but they got deep millies
Still wishing well to water pushers ugh
Free willy And free smash On god for my niggas I bleed
Cause comin where we from you dont get to the league
Cause they gon overlook us
Them jails gon overbook us
And 12 be grilling niggas they trynna overcook us
And looking at the news again another youngin lost
Ain't even know em but my sisters walk this city dawg
And no this ain't the chi everyday we ain't duckin
But see this road my city on its gon lead to destruction
So as soon as we make it we gotta make arrangements
More gyms more parks for the kids to play in
Positive vibes even though that ain't what we was raised with
These just thoughts of another 95 baby
Positive vibes even though that ain't what we was raised with
These just thoughts of another 95 baby
B
Yeah, I told you niggas we here now
GFD
Hive Entertainment
Parkside
Yee Wassup Yo
And no I aint done, sit back n pour up the rum
Fingers be gripping the drum I'm feeling so numb, box or the dirt you a bum
Fucc up the game til I cum I'm finally bac, killing these whacks on the wax. Tyga shit racks onna racks
The park on my bac, I put the park onna map
I'll let it spark in ya cap like new ideas
Bitch made niggas like you madea
Roc yo boat like who aaliyah
This 2 will leave ya, taco split like ooh Maria
Come tango wit me
Hate you niggas like django wit me
Square ass niggas piccin angles wit me
45 tucced this thang go wit me
Shades of color like the rainbow hit me
Bobby off brown I'll strangle whitney
I'm banging filthy that pain will kill me my aim is guilty they won't kno I did it cause the stainless silky I'm gone
Hahahahaha
Yee
Nigga I'm gone
B
Haha, yo turn me up in the headphones yee man I'm just trynna spit my pain
B Yo
Yo I was born in 95
Born a ride or die
On the west so you know pac was who we idolized
Them middle kids we was first to see them iPods
But we was way too fuccin old to eat them tide pods
These lil niggas buggin
Social media thuggin
80s millennials trippin niggas left us with nothing
How yall say that yall OGs but ain't leading us right
I cant blame em they parents led em straight to the pipe
We the last to fight
I'm so good with my left
If you ain't acting right
Best be savin ya breath
Now everybody shooters Niggas pussy foreal they scared to take an L that's how I know You'll squeal
Feeling like Bobby Seale paving ways for my hood
Mama pray for my sins case they take me for good
I've been the coldest wit it done seen the coldest winters
And if I ever did you wrong just know I hope forgiveness
I got a message for my youngins and my older niggas if you see em trapped inside the block you supposed to mold the nigga
And show the nigga ain't nothing wrong with this clean paper
And if its dirty flip the shit and be a dream chaser
Ain't talkin meek milly but they got deep millies
Still wishing well to water pushers ugh
Free willy And free smash On god for my niggas I bleed
Cause comin where we from you dont get to the league
Cause they gon overlook us
Them jails gon overbook us
And 12 be grilling niggas they trynna overcook us
And looking at the news again another youngin lost
Ain't even know em but my sisters walk this city dawg
And no this ain't the chi everyday we ain't duckin
But see this road my city on its gon lead to destruction
So as soon as we make it we gotta make arrangements
More gyms more parks for the kids to play in
Positive vibes even though that ain't what we was raised with
These just thoughts of another 95 baby
Positive vibes even though that ain't what we was raised with
These just thoughts of another 95 baby
B
Yeah, I told you niggas we here now
GFD
Hive Entertainment
Parkside
Yee Wassup Yo
And no I aint done, sit back n pour up the rum
Fingers be gripping the drum I'm feeling so numb, box or the dirt you a bum
Fucc up the game til I cum I'm finally bac, killing these whacks on the wax. Tyga shit racks onna racks
The park on my bac, I put the park onna map
I'll let it spark in ya cap like new ideas
Bitch made niggas like you madea
Roc yo boat like who aaliyah
This 2 will leave ya, taco split like ooh Maria
Come tango wit me
Hate you niggas like django wit me
Square ass niggas piccin angles wit me
45 tucced this thang go wit me
Shades of color like the rainbow hit me
Bobby off brown I'll strangle whitney
I'm banging filthy that pain will kill me my aim is guilty they won't kno I did it cause the stainless silky I'm gone
Hahahahaha
Yee
Nigga I'm gone
B
Writer: Bobby Masina
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid