Class X

Class x class x that's two six to 30's do the math that's 60 years they coulda did me dirty But if you hearing this I'm home and I wasn't never worried I look my momma in her eyes and told her not to worry Then put 300 in the stash man that's that light bread Vvs on on my neck shine when the light hit it Niggas snitch'n tried to get ya boy a life sentence Hamdulillah all praise to God bitch I'm back winning These crackers tried to steal my joy but I'm back grinning Cuban so damn heavy got my back bend'n Do what I want when I want too because my cake different And all my loud come from cali so it smoke different I broke lil mama for her cheese cause I'm big pimp'n I made her get down on her knee's and give my dick kisses I feel like shawty Lo the way a nigga get, get it 30 poppa shit bag you if you play wit me Now let me tell you a lil bit a bout my case huh A couple niggas got shot tryna take something Couldn't take the pressure so they ran to the state huh I got indicted in the next 30 days huh Both of my wrappies got caught tryna skate Across state lines tryna get to Vegas I got a phone call saying they ain't make it And the plan that we had, we had to change it went on the run for 2 years tryna run it up A lot of people turnt they back just to sum it up I had the P's out in LA I was dumb in it I was cool'n with the stars lil Pump wit me Trippier Redd and smoke purpp they some cool niggas But i ain't wit the internet shit no I don't feel niggas Cause where I'm from the internet a get you killed nigga I was on figueroa and western wit them real niggas Half a pint of wokhardt wit the pill in it Pop a seal pour it up just to deal wit it A lot of stress on mind and I'm feel'n it Cause niggas jump'n on the stand and they tell'n shit Both of my wrappies came home that was heaven sent They kept they mouth close and proclaim they innocence They stayed solid to the core until they finished it And this my first day home what business is I need a big booty freak and some Hennessy I need my chopper and my vest for my enemies We aint fam f*ck nigga you aint kin to me And I know the real street niggas feel'n me On gang