Okay
Yuh
Uh uh
Okay
What?
Uh huh
Yeah
Bitch I got explicit lyrics
Your kids shouldn't listen
You homies a fake now he's with the cops hissing
Step up to me another suburb kid missing
On Squires Drive living is our f*cking mission
I grew up in them sewers and them shit lakes
While my homies in southeast live a good way
They never had to pick up a four-five
Or at least not at a young age
Shout out tony he's been with me since the first day
As well as scheme I ain't ever hung with no lames
Thank god we've never been locked up in a cage
The opposite of what some say
I grew up in them slums
I keep me a gun
When we riding with the drums
Better start to run
Pop another f*cking seal now we having fun
If we pull up with them xans we ain't popping none
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
I've been sipping
I've been tripping
Catch you slipping
Chains are stripping
Sig I'm gripping
Trigger clicking
When we sliding on your block
Now your missing
Smith and Wesson
Teach a lesson
Your life ending
Court dates pending
Bitch stop recommending
I ain't lending
With some felons
Smoking herbs
Go to heaven
Read a verse
Learn a lesson
Sit down bitch
And please just listen
I've been riding from the midnight to the sunrise
And you know on my hip I keep that four-five
Bitch I'm in the field ain't living right
I was a broke boy getting high off a dime
Like a duck in a lake I get the bread
Cross in my business you'll end up dead
I'm riding with some killers until the end
If I die my funeral they'll attend
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
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Okay
Yuh
Uh uh
Okay
What?
Uh huh
Yeah
Bitch I got explicit lyrics
Your kids shouldn't listen
You homies a fake now he's with the cops hissing
Step up to me another suburb kid missing
On Squires Drive living is our f*cking mission
I grew up in them sewers and them shit lakes
While my homies in southeast live a good way
They never had to pick up a four-five
Or at least not at a young age
Shout out tony he's been with me since the first day
As well as scheme I ain't ever hung with no lames
Thank god we've never been locked up in a cage
The opposite of what some say
I grew up in them slums
I keep me a gun
When we riding with the drums
Better start to run
Pop another f*cking seal now we having fun
If we pull up with them xans we ain't popping none
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
I've been sipping
I've been tripping
Catch you slipping
Chains are stripping
Sig I'm gripping
Trigger clicking
When we sliding on your block
Now your missing
Smith and Wesson
Teach a lesson
Your life ending
Court dates pending
Bitch stop recommending
I ain't lending
With some felons
Smoking herbs
Go to heaven
Read a verse
Learn a lesson
Sit down bitch
And please just listen
I've been riding from the midnight to the sunrise
And you know on my hip I keep that four-five
Bitch I'm in the field ain't living right
I was a broke boy getting high off a dime
Like a duck in a lake I get the bread
Cross in my business you'll end up dead
I'm riding with some killers until the end
If I die my funeral they'll attend
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
Yuh
Uh uh
Okay
What?
Uh huh
Yeah
Bitch I got explicit lyrics
Your kids shouldn't listen
You homies a fake now he's with the cops hissing
Step up to me another suburb kid missing
On Squires Drive living is our f*cking mission
I grew up in them sewers and them shit lakes
While my homies in southeast live a good way
They never had to pick up a four-five
Or at least not at a young age
Shout out tony he's been with me since the first day
As well as scheme I ain't ever hung with no lames
Thank god we've never been locked up in a cage
The opposite of what some say
I grew up in them slums
I keep me a gun
When we riding with the drums
Better start to run
Pop another f*cking seal now we having fun
If we pull up with them xans we ain't popping none
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
I've been sipping
I've been tripping
Catch you slipping
Chains are stripping
Sig I'm gripping
Trigger clicking
When we sliding on your block
Now your missing
Smith and Wesson
Teach a lesson
Your life ending
Court dates pending
Bitch stop recommending
I ain't lending
With some felons
Smoking herbs
Go to heaven
Read a verse
Learn a lesson
Sit down bitch
And please just listen
I've been riding from the midnight to the sunrise
And you know on my hip I keep that four-five
Bitch I'm in the field ain't living right
I was a broke boy getting high off a dime
Like a duck in a lake I get the bread
Cross in my business you'll end up dead
I'm riding with some killers until the end
If I die my funeral they'll attend
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
Yeah we grew up in the projects and townhomes
Slanging all this dope cause my name is f*cking Pablo
Got control like El motherf*cking Chapo
Rolled me a joint bitch it got gelato
Writer: Pablo Salceda
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