Drought (feat. Big Wouk)

Momma said don't f*ck with niggas better off stayin' independent Noodles breakfast, lunch, n dinner bitch I came from the trenches It don't matter what the cost, you know imma pay the ticket Steak n lobster on my plate bitch I'm big boss livin' I be smokin' dope for fun Gettin' high n stackin' funds Listen when my OG talk soakin' up game just like a sponge It's not Corona when I cough bitch this that Za up in my lungs You make me mad my first result is go n pickin' up my gun My brother facin' fifteen yea he fightin' for his life I would never sell my soul I got no one to sacrifice I got the carbon fifteen every time I walk by I admitted I was wrong put my pride to the side I be lowkey I see police get out of dodge In about ten years I'll have ten cars in my garage They ain't gon' let you in the door so you might have to break the knob And I'm movin' militant like I'm part of the mob Yea I grew up in the kitchen watch my father whip his wrist And the system fucked up you got to prove your innocence I'm not cocky or conceited I just feel that I'm the shit And nobody gave me shit when I was down broke on my dick Lil bruh been on a mission had to tell his ass to stand down Bout to buy a brand new AR it come with a hundred round That bitch real loud Ain't feel me then but bitch you got to feel me now I hold it down I rode in circles around my town like f*ck a cap n gown Ain't no one help me then n no one help me now Yea keep all that I'm goin' hard till my car got them fuckin' stars Go bar for bar they think they hard but I'm in fuckin' charge I hit a note that's all she wrote now that lil hoe on go She introduced me to her throat it's like I couldn't tell her no Yea keep that too Let me quit cuz I'd be pissed if my kids spit this shit I'm smokin' crazy I done spent your whole rent gettin' lit I think the devil temptin' me to flood my wrist That sneaky bitch I'm goin' crazy that shit evident I'm like a brand new element Might change my name to discipline Or heaven sent, or best at this, or brand new veteran Keep that too yea See they gonna have to come n get me But I got the angels in here with me And my best friend is the simi Had it rough but show no pity Niggas hatin' and they envy Make sure all my people eat I'm breakin' bread bitch I ain't stingy We come from where it's really gritty just a different type of city Yea just a different type of city Yea where I come from yea it's hard to make it out Yea but we still eatin' in a drought And I know some real niggas serve birds in the drought Yea he took a shot n made it count Yea he took a shot n made it count Only way to make it out Up out the drought