Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peysoh
Peysoh
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Oropeza
Kevin Oropeza
Songwriter
Patrick Brendan Buni Chester
Patrick Brendan Buni Chester
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Verse 2 Beats
Verse 2 Beats
Producer

Lyrics

We really bounce out Broad day like it's a sport, I ain't in given passes Can't hang, stay on the porch, it's time to play ball And I ain't talking on the court, catch a nigga Out of bounds and I'm quick to go up the scort This the hand I was dealt I ain't pick my own road, tired of Slaving on that block man that shit getting old Thugging with a toolie on me it ain't the the shit that I chose And when them niggas killed my dad I swear to God ain't froze It took a minute but I went and and did my thing with that pole When you slide in the streets I ain't no option to fold I hit that cell back to back bitch I stood ten toes If you put them on my shoes these lil' boys would've told Summertime where I'm from in these streets it get cold You ain't welcome around here, you get stripped for your gold I got it on me, let it blow, if any nigga get close Big blow, run up on me, knock you out of your clothes Your big homie he a bitch out getting trained by a hoe Poppin' hatchin' through the net you must think you bold 30 stick with the beam quick to snatch me a soul Bitch I'm from that 6 block on Fishburn Ave I'm well known All that shit you be rapping that's what I'm really living I'm bare face walk up on you I'ma show you who did it The second slide real scary only slide with a ten Momma tellin' me slow down baby boy you're so gifted I'm still thugging down the ride so don't get my name twisted Ain't shit changed 'cause I'm rapping I'll still knock of a spitting Still the same block boy every day in my section I be really in these streets where it's known to get hectic Stop cappin' you ain't slick you ain't been on a mission I done been up on a high block and did something wicked Ask them niggas politicking man they'll tell you I'm trippin I'm kicking doors and cracking safes every day I'm addicted Flying cases back to back I gotta watch what I mention I know these niggas out to get me so I'm clutchin the weapon I'ma go to jail for life before I end up in Heaven You gotta practice what you preach or we gonna teach you a lesson Hope we meet it up in person like you said when you textin' Like you said when you textin' or we gonna teach you a lesson I hope we meet it up in person like you said when you textin'
Writer(s): Kevin Alexander Oropeza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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