Ysl Rel - Look what we become Lyrics

Baby, can't you hear my call
Is it loud enough
Don't wanna, don't wanna fall
You know I need you
Can't do it without you
I think we done over here
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
They be like, damn, hell, you been lit as hell since you was young
Product of the South, momma proud as hell what I become
I can't stand too close to niggas, I been clutching on my gun
Heard my nigga used to be in band, but now he toating on a drum
Niggas still pussy, one thing never fail
Never forget love, my bitches in the NFL
And she can't tell him shit, cause it ain't nothing to tell
These niggas scared dog they tucking in they tails
We on they ass on that bitch nigga
How the f*ck you really say you gang, you a switcher
Might as well say you sold your soul, you a cold nigga
You thought it's smart to f*ck over lil' hell, you a bold nigga
Drugs inside my body only time I'm feeling real
Go grab my cleats from out the car, it's time to hit the field
Just got a touchdown on some bows, and some perky pills
I been rolling all alone, I don't know how to feel
Like damn, yeah you really is the one, you gotta let them see it
That's why I step on niggas neck, just like I'm undefeated
What's so understood aint got to be said, don't even speak
I had your family end up crying, a lot of mommas weeping
Stand on business like I spell it with my feet
How you gon' run with game, lil' bitch you can't compete
Lot of bitch talking, all y'all niggas sweet
I live bout money, I can't count it in my sleep
I throw that was your bitch, she sliding in my sheets
Tried to tell ya dog that lil' bitch from the street
And now he nigga mad, nah that nigga want to beef
I speak a different language, I speak Guapanese
Type of nigga tell you what it is and tell you how it's come
Real nigga came up from the steeps, really came from nothing
Turning mud into bricks, then we made it something
How we family and we friends, but we still fussing
We scratching for the same bread, we ain't nothing
Scratching for the same bread, we ain't nothing
They be like, damn, hell, you was lit as hell since you was young
Product of the south, mama proud as hell what i become ,
I can't stand too close to niggas, I been clutching on my gun
Heard my nigga used to be in band, toating on a drum
Toating on a drum
Heard my nigga used to be in band, now he toaing on a drum
Down bad, look at where you've come
Down bad, look at where you've come