Chosen Ro - Home Improvement Lyrics

There was a fire that once burned in your eyes, where did it go, where did it go, where did it go
Lil niggas used to be so scared, now niggas shooters, shooters
We don't play them type of games, my gunnas be done blew em
I get racks and take it in, they can't see how I do it

I'm the type to get my section lit, bitch, I got racks to prove it
Flew yo lil bitch out of town, she like this therapeutic
All my niggas get they bag off, my baby, we the movers
In the trap with hella tools, I feel like home improvement

I'm trickin' bad, I'm buying hair my nigga, you the loser
Bitch, I rap about the bows, I'm touchin' on them too
You can be a bag or a opp, my niggas bustin' them
I can call a blitz on any day, my niggas rushin' you

Gotta get some buckets over here, we gon' be subbin dude
I said the rat hoes cool, but I ain't touchin' you
Drank in fool, but I ain't sellin' nothin' under two
She a baddie, still pressin', what you wanna do?

I be done shot the whole room, I feel uncomfortable
I feel I'm too turnt for some shit, I like sadity hoes
She like when I spend that bag on her, she a city girl
If I post her on the gram, that might just make her world

My nigga told me, learn her gender, is it boy or girl
I'm still grindin', Louie Ray, I'm tryna get us paid
Me and Lo used to run it up like what you made today
Pops say, follow the blueprint, he done paved the way

Real nigga in my bloodline, I ain't bein' fake
Try somethin', I let him live, but you gon' die today
All I know is trap to block beat, I feel like Dr. Dre
If I'm f*cked up, I'm off the scene, tryna make a change

Stump the pedal in that fast, dude, I'm tryna make it break
Say I'm opp, but probably in that nigga favorite play
Niggas see you elevatin on em & can't hide the hate
I don't feel sorry if you broke, you ain't tried chase ?

I just don't be callin when it smoke, my baby, I'ma face it
My name gettin' a little ring, they sayin' I'ma make it
I ain't rushin' it, I know it's on, this shit come with patience
Any bag my hands on, they flip like the Matrix

He only fresh around taxes, nigga went to Sadie's
I'm throwin taxes on this shit, you niggas gotta pay me
My lil niggas get so janky, pull up on you and they take it
I'm in that water, strapped up, I'm kinda like the Navy

I'm tellin' her all kinda lies, she tellin' me to save it
Lil niggas used to be so scared, now niggas shooters
We don't play them type of games, my gunnas be done blew em
I get racks and take it in, they can't see how I do it

I'm the type to get my section lit, bitch, I got racks to prove it
Flew your lil bitch out of town, she like this therapeutic
All my niggas get that bag off, my baby, we the movers
In the trap with hella tools, I feel like home improvement

I'm trickin' bad, I'm buyin' hair, my nigga, you the loser
Where did it go
I swear, I don't know
It's so cold

Winter heart
Your tears are frozen dry