Came from sleeping on the floor
To wanting something more
Youngin', you better chase the cash
Never chase a kitty
City on my back
Like a Karrimor I keep it with me
I've been in the city dodging cops
N***** I grew up with is still sniffing rock
I don't get it. I'm specific with my moves
I keep it going
Tryna take the whole 9 5 across the ocean
On God (On God)
Ay, I got n***** that came from the trenches
Always talk real s***, real s***. Why the f*** n***** getting offended
Mix the liquor with xans, hope you understand
It's my f****** coping mechanism
Keep your third eye open
They always trap us all in the m************ prisms
Too many n***** I know that are selling
Too many n***** I know that are telling
I almost got arrested for a felony
What do you do when life give you lemons
You squeeze it
Set a goal and achieve it
Better run it like a hundred meters
Whatever you do, just believe it, believe it
Back then I was nothing
Now I'm the topic of discussion
Swear to God this other b**** would call me ugly
Now I'm the GOAT and everybody love me
When I couldn't get off my ass
Life was just moving to fast
I don't like to look back at the past
But I think bout the things that I had
Shorties who'd "ride" for me
N***** who'd "die" for me
All alone on this road to destruction
I couldn't even pull up at the function
Look at my life, I turned nothing to something
If you want it, my n**** go get it
F*** a Prius. I need me a Bentley.
I'm a lover. Not a fighter, but I swear to God I'll kill a n**** if he tempt me
Came from sleeping on the floor
To wanting something more
Youngin', you better chase the cash
Never chase a kitty
City on my back
Like a Karrimor I keep it with me
I've been in the city dodging cops
N***** I grew up with is still sniffing rock
I don't get it. I'm specific with my moves
I keep it going
Tryna take the whole 9 5 across the ocean
On God (On God)
Hxnry & S7nt77n - Karrimor Stories Lyrics
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Came from sleeping on the floor
To wanting something more
Youngin', you better chase the cash
Never chase a kitty
City on my back
Like a Karrimor I keep it with me
I've been in the city dodging cops
N***** I grew up with is still sniffing rock
I don't get it. I'm specific with my moves
I keep it going
Tryna take the whole 9 5 across the ocean
On God (On God)
Ay, I got n***** that came from the trenches
Always talk real s***, real s***. Why the f*** n***** getting offended
Mix the liquor with xans, hope you understand
It's my f****** coping mechanism
Keep your third eye open
They always trap us all in the m************ prisms
Too many n***** I know that are selling
Too many n***** I know that are telling
I almost got arrested for a felony
What do you do when life give you lemons
You squeeze it
Set a goal and achieve it
Better run it like a hundred meters
Whatever you do, just believe it, believe it
Back then I was nothing
Now I'm the topic of discussion
Swear to God this other b**** would call me ugly
Now I'm the GOAT and everybody love me
When I couldn't get off my ass
Life was just moving to fast
I don't like to look back at the past
But I think bout the things that I had
Shorties who'd "ride" for me
N***** who'd "die" for me
All alone on this road to destruction
I couldn't even pull up at the function
Look at my life, I turned nothing to something
If you want it, my n**** go get it
F*** a Prius. I need me a Bentley.
I'm a lover. Not a fighter, but I swear to God I'll kill a n**** if he tempt me
Came from sleeping on the floor
To wanting something more
Youngin', you better chase the cash
Never chase a kitty
City on my back
Like a Karrimor I keep it with me
I've been in the city dodging cops
N***** I grew up with is still sniffing rock
I don't get it. I'm specific with my moves
I keep it going
Tryna take the whole 9 5 across the ocean
On God (On God)
To wanting something more
Youngin', you better chase the cash
Never chase a kitty
City on my back
Like a Karrimor I keep it with me
I've been in the city dodging cops
N***** I grew up with is still sniffing rock
I don't get it. I'm specific with my moves
I keep it going
Tryna take the whole 9 5 across the ocean
On God (On God)
Ay, I got n***** that came from the trenches
Always talk real s***, real s***. Why the f*** n***** getting offended
Mix the liquor with xans, hope you understand
It's my f****** coping mechanism
Keep your third eye open
They always trap us all in the m************ prisms
Too many n***** I know that are selling
Too many n***** I know that are telling
I almost got arrested for a felony
What do you do when life give you lemons
You squeeze it
Set a goal and achieve it
Better run it like a hundred meters
Whatever you do, just believe it, believe it
Back then I was nothing
Now I'm the topic of discussion
Swear to God this other b**** would call me ugly
Now I'm the GOAT and everybody love me
When I couldn't get off my ass
Life was just moving to fast
I don't like to look back at the past
But I think bout the things that I had
Shorties who'd "ride" for me
N***** who'd "die" for me
All alone on this road to destruction
I couldn't even pull up at the function
Look at my life, I turned nothing to something
If you want it, my n**** go get it
F*** a Prius. I need me a Bentley.
I'm a lover. Not a fighter, but I swear to God I'll kill a n**** if he tempt me
Came from sleeping on the floor
To wanting something more
Youngin', you better chase the cash
Never chase a kitty
City on my back
Like a Karrimor I keep it with me
I've been in the city dodging cops
N***** I grew up with is still sniffing rock
I don't get it. I'm specific with my moves
I keep it going
Tryna take the whole 9 5 across the ocean
On God (On God)
Writer: Henry-Peter Tiger
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