Raw

Yes, I'm from S Block so please don't ask me where I grew up at Stepping with my steppers three times giggin let that ruger clap Niggas speaking down on lil bro name no I ain't cool with that Claiming that you got it tryna follow where my movements at We tactic uhh Bro nem spinnin, lurking, purging, mask and gloves they packing uh Once we catch that boy turn him to ashes uh bro pass the dutch We tactic uh Bro nem spinning, lurking, purging, mask and gloves they packing uh They catch him, turn him to ashes uh I hit the stu, it was me and 30K Came from a way where we stay by the trees No we aint saying we putting on nothing that cost less than 16 hundred for the jeans Bout to slide out to Miami cuz I need a different scene Gotta re-up on my bitches cuz the old ones had to leave Ain't stressin bout no bitches na, I rather smoke some weed Hit the stu to be a dad to give Amari what he need It be hard can't see my son my baby mother said it's D'd She be trippin bout some shit that only f*ck up him and me Wanna grind and build a lane and pave the way for all my brothers No matter who switch up on us outside we got each other We gon fight and we gon argue but that's normal cuz I love them. But it's us against the others, cant no other nigga touch us DOA up on sight, If any other nigga wanna get some smoke We got pills, we got lean, we got dope And when I pulled out the FN, she looked surprised it had a scope Guess she never seen a beam light on her dress and on her robe Kinda funny she ain't never wanna pop out to my shows But when she seen who backstage she start taking off her clothes Is she the one nobody knows, but im just tryna chase a dream and conquer goals Cuz thats all I ever wanted Swear ever since a kid wanna be a legend, I grind to be the bestest , no cap, I'm raw , But I need a M I'm tryna be successful with all my friends, ay ay ay, Ever since a kid wanna be a legend, I grind to the bestest No cap, I'm raw, I need a M, I'm tryna be successful with my friends, ay ay ayay ay ay My life, mean more, too raw, he on We gon' keep going as long as the beat on Any block they know we be on I"m gon turn my back on you pussy, you watch the vlone while I'm walking down the beat, walking it like a beat dog My life, mean more, too raw, he on We gon' keep going long as the beat on I'm smoking weed to calm my nerves, cause it be shit that make me angry Couple days I lost my voice , from always yelling acting crazy Cause I feel like they dont hear me, so im screaming to the god like am I worthy But it's like he high and bussing off a thirty, he ain't answer Street dad he buying guns and buying pampers When you beefing who you gon call, who gon get it handled I'm the one who always step up to the plate, set the example I'm the hottest in my city, when you book me, rubber band it, no cap Took advantage of this rap, bought a house I need a plaque to fill the walls One of these tracks I record, might blow tomorrow Me and three times hit the mall, all the thots at auntie annes on our balls I'm gon do this for a cause, im rapping til my throat need a halls, I got a cough Phone on dnd, denying calls, 2 bands a open verse thats what it cost It cost be the boss, you got breesh, but you too sweet and you too soft We too deep, and we too armed, we too greasy, we too dark, and we cause darkness Bro gon' up it spark it, bark it See a benz, he hop in it, never park it And I just wanna be the richest not the hardest And then I wanna be the richest for the longest And I don't care if I'm at walmart, when I see my fucking target We gon throw that boy a fucking bullet, like a party Trust me nigga, I don't play boy I ain't cardi But I got a new k boy, it's retarted, all my songs probably charted Not a rapper, I'm an artist Every time it's up, you know I finish what they started, I ain't worried bout nobody, I'm too busy with Amari Say he fucking with the demon, it was mid he was smoking Me and bellz ain't never drop off baby girl, we always toting I texted the plug on IG, told him meet me in hoboken Jersey city got too hot, won't name no blocks not to be smoking We lost homies in this life fr, so why you think we joking If he disrespect my legacy, the led a bleed him open This for all my homies dead, and tears I shed, when I was moping All sad, nobody cared, daidough was crying, they ain't no notice They like dough your life a movie, it's a story cause I wrote this But i's true, check the credentials, go to central, they all know me I'm a get rich with the homies, go to Cali, f*ck some groupies out in hollywood with brodie Chrome hearts, my feelings frozen I told god if it's a dream, wake me up, somebody pinch me And they call me Dough Da Demon, but the devil ain't who sent me And it's always long live twin, if I'm a customize my fucking hoodie, Off My Bully Mani tweaking say sometimes I sound like woodie I might write the hardest shit, and still ask mani if it's valid I'ma always walk the verse and up the tempo on my ad libs I'm the hottest in my city, so my music they be blasting, when they sliding through the city Windows down, all in traffic And if you was my brother then we stuck, whatever happen, we gone tackle it together Like we teaming up on madden, My lil brother came from nothing he a rob you For bragging for yourself, don't let em fool you, all the killers f*ck with rappers Besides all the cappers, all these rappers they was trappers, smoking backwoods Moving backwards, if you cash out, but ain't stacking I'm gone go cop the G wagon, call G30, he G macking, prolly up on 7th ave And bussing, laughing, dutting ashes All the opps we got is dead, we roll up gas and puff it pass it, I be steaming on that banga He be punching, shit be wacking Bro be capping, my lil cousin crip, he pulled up whats cracking Lil other cousin piru, he ain't feeling that shit, he asked him