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Eric Evans
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Eric Evans
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Yea
Young nigga riding solo
Gotta get it nigga yolo (uh)
Niggas fronting than that's shame on you
If it don't make it than it shame on me (yea that's shame on me)
From the trenches where them niggas tot guns
From the city where them niggas can't breathe
(Where them niggas can't breathe)
Niggas fronting than that's shame on you
If it don't make it than it shame on me (yea that's shame on me)
From the trenches where them niggas tot guns
From the city where them niggas can't breathe
Aye
Picture me rolling
Couple bank rolls rolling solo
Young nigga gotta get it nigga yolo (nigga yolo)
Yea
From the pain yea a nigga got grit
Different city but the same ole shit (you know the same ole shit)
Yea, trying take a pack and make it back flip
Take a lil bit and go to Saks Fifth (uh)
Dipped in the fashion
We ain't really up on that cappin
All that wolfing bout to cause a reaction
Make it happen bitch boy
Niggas fronting than that's shame on you
If it don't make it than it shame on me (yea that's shame on me)
From the trenches where them niggas tot guns
From the city where them niggas can't breathe
(Where them niggas can't breathe)
Niggas fronting than that's shame on you
If it don't make it than it shame on me (yea that's shame on me)
From the trenches where them niggas tot guns
From the city where them niggas can't breathe
A picture me rolling
They wanna get it poppin let that bitch ride
We don't play around ain't letting shit slide
Catch you out in traffic and it's on sight
Nigga ain't no bitches up on this side
Nigga fuck fame
Man I do it for the money homie
Got a couple sons and a wife that's depending on me
Did it by myself out the trenches lonely
Told em I'll make it they was hating on me
(Yea)
This type of drip and sold in the stores
Either got it or you don't this shit a come from your pores
Self made
Niggas know the truth and that's the thing about it
We is not the same and ain't no way around it
(Yea)
Cold hearted that's just the way they made me
You cross me and I'ma coming for your neck that's on my babies
And I ain't got time for that shit unless it pays me
You niggas broke because you niggas lazy
I put that on me
Niggas fronting than that's shame on you
If it don't make it than it shame on me (yea that's shame on me)
From the trenches where them niggas tot guns
From the city where them niggas can't breathe
(Where them niggas can't breathe)
Niggas fronting than that's shame on you
If it don't make it than it shame on me (yea that's shame on me)
From the trenches where them niggas tot guns
From the city where them niggas can't breathe
A picture me rolling
They wanna get it poppin let that bitch ride
We don't play around ain't letting shit slide
Catch you out in traffic and it's on sight
Nigga ain't no bitches up on this side
They wanna get it poppin let that bitch ride
We don't play around ain't letting shit slide
Catch you out in traffic and it's on sight
Nigga ain't no bitches up on this side
Nigga fuck fame
I do it for the money homie
Writer(s): Eric Evans
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