2012 I was posted with demons and robbers, I aint know I was a target
Start playing inna streets grippin 9s and 40s , young nigga ballin' like Harden
We was deep in some shit
We was tryna get rich
All I wanted was 50 on my wrist
Put some opps onna list
Then I shot 'till it click
Now he dead and his body inna ditch
Niggas know how we rocking bitch
Steady slidin' onna opps and shit
Pull up on his block
Start letting off shots
Speed off inna foreign with the mopstick
Niggas know imma savage bitch
Way before this rappin' shit
We was posted on blocks
Tryna take niggas glocks
We was shortys ridin' round tryna clap shit
And we poppin' out
Brand new 4-5 bodies droppin' now
No snitches 'round better close ya mouth or in gods plan you be clockin' out
Kick his door
Get up onna floor
Imma ask once
Where the money though
He say Roscoe cleaned him all out, took all his money in dominoes
I say you f*cked up, you a stupid bitch
I'm not the one that you should be playin' with
Then I up the stick
Then I let it rip
Watch them hollows make his f*cking body flip
TTG I'm the man around
When the dope around
Then I'm around
Hit my jack bussin' hella serves might f*ck around have to flip a pound
As a shorty I made bad decisions
Got so broke I had to bag it different
Over east we just go blast them niggas
On that corner hope that iron is with you
I was out there low up in them cuts
With pistols them hollows work
I just need 5 up in my gun
I think I just want me a perk
Cause when I'm off the pill
My mind is stuck on drill
Until I get the kill
Got 50's filled with hot shit, cook a nigga brains without a grill
They like Tayski thats that nigga that be pullin' up
With a bitch up in the back my bag been going dumb
So when I hop out best believe my mind is high off drugs
And we dont got no license for this gun don't make me thump
Aye gang shit
Now back to this drill shit
Extendo put me on to a real lick
Bodies droppin' foenem hit the kill switch
East Side 099, on Paxtown we poke shit
Come around with that broke shit, get your life took no joke shit
We bread winners, no Ltakers
You drop the L's then its hellraiser
Gang 'nem high as f*ck on the e-way
Might send some bullets like green bay
Till I die I'm the same way, imma gang bang with my gang members
Getting older, getting a lil bigger but my heart cold just like December
B-day coming up in February
Ice got me feeling a lil legendary
I be rollin' up
I be high as f*ck
Keep the 40 on me so you better duck
Till I die I'm the same way, imma gang bang with my gang members
Getting older, getting a lil bigger but my heart cold just like december
Tayski the Great - Avenue Story Lyrics
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2012 I was posted with demons and robbers, I aint know I was a target
Start playing inna streets grippin 9s and 40s , young nigga ballin' like Harden
We was deep in some shit
We was tryna get rich
All I wanted was 50 on my wrist
Put some opps onna list
Then I shot 'till it click
Now he dead and his body inna ditch
Niggas know how we rocking bitch
Steady slidin' onna opps and shit
Pull up on his block
Start letting off shots
Speed off inna foreign with the mopstick
Niggas know imma savage bitch
Way before this rappin' shit
We was posted on blocks
Tryna take niggas glocks
We was shortys ridin' round tryna clap shit
And we poppin' out
Brand new 4-5 bodies droppin' now
No snitches 'round better close ya mouth or in gods plan you be clockin' out
Kick his door
Get up onna floor
Imma ask once
Where the money though
He say Roscoe cleaned him all out, took all his money in dominoes
I say you f*cked up, you a stupid bitch
I'm not the one that you should be playin' with
Then I up the stick
Then I let it rip
Watch them hollows make his f*cking body flip
TTG I'm the man around
When the dope around
Then I'm around
Hit my jack bussin' hella serves might f*ck around have to flip a pound
As a shorty I made bad decisions
Got so broke I had to bag it different
Over east we just go blast them niggas
On that corner hope that iron is with you
I was out there low up in them cuts
With pistols them hollows work
I just need 5 up in my gun
I think I just want me a perk
Cause when I'm off the pill
My mind is stuck on drill
Until I get the kill
Got 50's filled with hot shit, cook a nigga brains without a grill
They like Tayski thats that nigga that be pullin' up
With a bitch up in the back my bag been going dumb
So when I hop out best believe my mind is high off drugs
And we dont got no license for this gun don't make me thump
Aye gang shit
Now back to this drill shit
Extendo put me on to a real lick
Bodies droppin' foenem hit the kill switch
East Side 099, on Paxtown we poke shit
Come around with that broke shit, get your life took no joke shit
We bread winners, no Ltakers
You drop the L's then its hellraiser
Gang 'nem high as f*ck on the e-way
Might send some bullets like green bay
Till I die I'm the same way, imma gang bang with my gang members
Getting older, getting a lil bigger but my heart cold just like December
B-day coming up in February
Ice got me feeling a lil legendary
I be rollin' up
I be high as f*ck
Keep the 40 on me so you better duck
Till I die I'm the same way, imma gang bang with my gang members
Getting older, getting a lil bigger but my heart cold just like december
Start playing inna streets grippin 9s and 40s , young nigga ballin' like Harden
We was deep in some shit
We was tryna get rich
All I wanted was 50 on my wrist
Put some opps onna list
Then I shot 'till it click
Now he dead and his body inna ditch
Niggas know how we rocking bitch
Steady slidin' onna opps and shit
Pull up on his block
Start letting off shots
Speed off inna foreign with the mopstick
Niggas know imma savage bitch
Way before this rappin' shit
We was posted on blocks
Tryna take niggas glocks
We was shortys ridin' round tryna clap shit
And we poppin' out
Brand new 4-5 bodies droppin' now
No snitches 'round better close ya mouth or in gods plan you be clockin' out
Kick his door
Get up onna floor
Imma ask once
Where the money though
He say Roscoe cleaned him all out, took all his money in dominoes
I say you f*cked up, you a stupid bitch
I'm not the one that you should be playin' with
Then I up the stick
Then I let it rip
Watch them hollows make his f*cking body flip
TTG I'm the man around
When the dope around
Then I'm around
Hit my jack bussin' hella serves might f*ck around have to flip a pound
As a shorty I made bad decisions
Got so broke I had to bag it different
Over east we just go blast them niggas
On that corner hope that iron is with you
I was out there low up in them cuts
With pistols them hollows work
I just need 5 up in my gun
I think I just want me a perk
Cause when I'm off the pill
My mind is stuck on drill
Until I get the kill
Got 50's filled with hot shit, cook a nigga brains without a grill
They like Tayski thats that nigga that be pullin' up
With a bitch up in the back my bag been going dumb
So when I hop out best believe my mind is high off drugs
And we dont got no license for this gun don't make me thump
Aye gang shit
Now back to this drill shit
Extendo put me on to a real lick
Bodies droppin' foenem hit the kill switch
East Side 099, on Paxtown we poke shit
Come around with that broke shit, get your life took no joke shit
We bread winners, no Ltakers
You drop the L's then its hellraiser
Gang 'nem high as f*ck on the e-way
Might send some bullets like green bay
Till I die I'm the same way, imma gang bang with my gang members
Getting older, getting a lil bigger but my heart cold just like December
B-day coming up in February
Ice got me feeling a lil legendary
I be rollin' up
I be high as f*ck
Keep the 40 on me so you better duck
Till I die I'm the same way, imma gang bang with my gang members
Getting older, getting a lil bigger but my heart cold just like december
Writer: Devonte Henderson
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