Homies gotta do what the homies gotta do
We were chillin where he stay in EPA its full of blues
Where his brody slang the yay and g will strip you out ya shoes
We ain't say no names, drug dealers need no fame
We was smokin' on some dope shit on the block yeah we was posted
It was cold, selling snow Homie said he got that potent
Of it said he bought a ocean for the fish that think they own shit
Snort a line now you a shark, out of line shot in the heart
Shit it's how it goes some people be selling flows
Some people be sellin Blow; what they see is what they know
I said I'll be CEO, he said I'll OG bro
Different method same goals. Rot in gold and in hoes
Gold and n hoes cuz it's all that we know
F*ck the love f*ck a rose, I want cars and the clothes
Cuz it's all that we know and it's all that we see
Someone said that money's worth more than being free
To my cousin El Moso damn RIP
Yeah I understand gotta slang family gotta eat
But f*ck who thought you'd get blasted on the street
One day you a king and then you just ain't a thing
I see you do your thang now, I see you keep your thang now
Gotta me smarta people out there want your brains out
No it ain't the same now, People let it bang now
Homie look at me and said I'll let it rain out
In this game no one gone tell me how my life play out
Who's to blame kill or be killed happens everyday now
But if I go best believe I went my way now
Neck full of gold and respect on my name now
Yeah, respect on my name now
Neck full of gold you can call me Mr. Ranks now
God take my soul if I die it ain't in vain now
Sorry if you drop it to the devil can't complain now
Gold and n hoes cuz it's all that we know
F*ck the love, f*ck a rose, I want cars and the clothes
Cuz it's all that we know and it's all that we see
Someone said that money's worth more than being free
Yeah it's funny how this life be
First couple years everyone treats you so nicely
Then you grow to be like ten, that's when you become a man and you finally understand
Why your pops was so smiley
Cuz he got that bugga sugga making him so viby
I thought it was unlikely he said it's nothing like me
I thought that he just might be, drunk he wanna fight me
I kept all inside me I guess I was a shy me
Now I'm like bitch I beg you come and try me
When your daddy be cutting the coke up
And your Brody be cutting himself up
What do you do when u wanna give hope up
Got to the homies and then we gon' smoke up
But then yo homie be cutting the coke up
And then the customer feeling so woke up
And I'm just chillin there burning an O up
Then I'm like hold up thought of my pops hope he don't blow up or caught by cops
Man can't nobody finish the drug trade
Y'all just putting on bug spray
But they quickly multiply runnin again make a buck pay
Bodies dropping f*ck let's go make our luck pay
Go with what bruh say
In the hood, homies got that white, aye
Keep it koo, when the popo passin by, aye
Paranoid keep a strap by my side, aye
In the hood, gotta pray just to survive, aye
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Homies gotta do what the homies gotta do
We were chillin where he stay in EPA its full of blues
Where his brody slang the yay and g will strip you out ya shoes
We ain't say no names, drug dealers need no fame
We was smokin' on some dope shit on the block yeah we was posted
It was cold, selling snow Homie said he got that potent
Of it said he bought a ocean for the fish that think they own shit
Snort a line now you a shark, out of line shot in the heart
Shit it's how it goes some people be selling flows
Some people be sellin Blow; what they see is what they know
I said I'll be CEO, he said I'll OG bro
Different method same goals. Rot in gold and in hoes
Gold and n hoes cuz it's all that we know
F*ck the love f*ck a rose, I want cars and the clothes
Cuz it's all that we know and it's all that we see
Someone said that money's worth more than being free
To my cousin El Moso damn RIP
Yeah I understand gotta slang family gotta eat
But f*ck who thought you'd get blasted on the street
One day you a king and then you just ain't a thing
I see you do your thang now, I see you keep your thang now
Gotta me smarta people out there want your brains out
No it ain't the same now, People let it bang now
Homie look at me and said I'll let it rain out
In this game no one gone tell me how my life play out
Who's to blame kill or be killed happens everyday now
But if I go best believe I went my way now
Neck full of gold and respect on my name now
Yeah, respect on my name now
Neck full of gold you can call me Mr. Ranks now
God take my soul if I die it ain't in vain now
Sorry if you drop it to the devil can't complain now
Gold and n hoes cuz it's all that we know
F*ck the love, f*ck a rose, I want cars and the clothes
Cuz it's all that we know and it's all that we see
Someone said that money's worth more than being free
Yeah it's funny how this life be
First couple years everyone treats you so nicely
Then you grow to be like ten, that's when you become a man and you finally understand
Why your pops was so smiley
Cuz he got that bugga sugga making him so viby
I thought it was unlikely he said it's nothing like me
I thought that he just might be, drunk he wanna fight me
I kept all inside me I guess I was a shy me
Now I'm like bitch I beg you come and try me
When your daddy be cutting the coke up
And your Brody be cutting himself up
What do you do when u wanna give hope up
Got to the homies and then we gon' smoke up
But then yo homie be cutting the coke up
And then the customer feeling so woke up
And I'm just chillin there burning an O up
Then I'm like hold up thought of my pops hope he don't blow up or caught by cops
Man can't nobody finish the drug trade
Y'all just putting on bug spray
But they quickly multiply runnin again make a buck pay
Bodies dropping f*ck let's go make our luck pay
Go with what bruh say
In the hood, homies got that white, aye
Keep it koo, when the popo passin by, aye
Paranoid keep a strap by my side, aye
In the hood, gotta pray just to survive, aye
We were chillin where he stay in EPA its full of blues
Where his brody slang the yay and g will strip you out ya shoes
We ain't say no names, drug dealers need no fame
We was smokin' on some dope shit on the block yeah we was posted
It was cold, selling snow Homie said he got that potent
Of it said he bought a ocean for the fish that think they own shit
Snort a line now you a shark, out of line shot in the heart
Shit it's how it goes some people be selling flows
Some people be sellin Blow; what they see is what they know
I said I'll be CEO, he said I'll OG bro
Different method same goals. Rot in gold and in hoes
Gold and n hoes cuz it's all that we know
F*ck the love f*ck a rose, I want cars and the clothes
Cuz it's all that we know and it's all that we see
Someone said that money's worth more than being free
To my cousin El Moso damn RIP
Yeah I understand gotta slang family gotta eat
But f*ck who thought you'd get blasted on the street
One day you a king and then you just ain't a thing
I see you do your thang now, I see you keep your thang now
Gotta me smarta people out there want your brains out
No it ain't the same now, People let it bang now
Homie look at me and said I'll let it rain out
In this game no one gone tell me how my life play out
Who's to blame kill or be killed happens everyday now
But if I go best believe I went my way now
Neck full of gold and respect on my name now
Yeah, respect on my name now
Neck full of gold you can call me Mr. Ranks now
God take my soul if I die it ain't in vain now
Sorry if you drop it to the devil can't complain now
Gold and n hoes cuz it's all that we know
F*ck the love, f*ck a rose, I want cars and the clothes
Cuz it's all that we know and it's all that we see
Someone said that money's worth more than being free
Yeah it's funny how this life be
First couple years everyone treats you so nicely
Then you grow to be like ten, that's when you become a man and you finally understand
Why your pops was so smiley
Cuz he got that bugga sugga making him so viby
I thought it was unlikely he said it's nothing like me
I thought that he just might be, drunk he wanna fight me
I kept all inside me I guess I was a shy me
Now I'm like bitch I beg you come and try me
When your daddy be cutting the coke up
And your Brody be cutting himself up
What do you do when u wanna give hope up
Got to the homies and then we gon' smoke up
But then yo homie be cutting the coke up
And then the customer feeling so woke up
And I'm just chillin there burning an O up
Then I'm like hold up thought of my pops hope he don't blow up or caught by cops
Man can't nobody finish the drug trade
Y'all just putting on bug spray
But they quickly multiply runnin again make a buck pay
Bodies dropping f*ck let's go make our luck pay
Go with what bruh say
In the hood, homies got that white, aye
Keep it koo, when the popo passin by, aye
Paranoid keep a strap by my side, aye
In the hood, gotta pray just to survive, aye
Writer: Alejandro Oropeza
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid