Look I been running through streets
Ain’t no day off
Made it home
Just to Kick my Nikes off
Made a bag
Got the opps looking pissed off
They just mad they ain’t do it
Like we did y’all
I got some shit bust down On my wrist too
Took ya girl
She bust down on a nigga too
I’m from the hood
Where they said I never had chance
Now every time I converse
You know I made a band
I recognize the devil
Cuz I know his language, yea
I recognize the devil
Cuz I know his language, yea
And I ain’t tripping bout them niggas
Hating on me, yea
I recognize thе devil
Cuz I know his language, yea
You givе her nada
Want the whole enchilada
I can do her proper
Six figures on the collar
Underground nigga
Got the whole networth
And You can Google it
Be up by the next verse
And This is real life
You live In the metaverse
I’m Killing up in the booth
Wonna ride? Bring the Hearse
Bet they know the truth When I pull up
Man, these niggas want no smoke
They just wonna roll up
Highway nigga
That done made it to the finer life
All I buy is diamond rings
All I got is shiney things
All I do is do my thing
And you know I stay fly
Smoking like it’s high how
Living like a mile high
Crack a forty for the shorties
That was ready to die
Cuz it was me against the world
When I was ready to ride
Half a million for the house
Think they got it from rap
Half a million for the jewelry
Think I got it from crack
Say A prayer for the homies
Ain’t no bringing them back
Not the ones that died
The ones that stabbed in the back
Cuz they know where I’m at
But they can’t come around
Ain’t no giving you dap
Ain’t no giving me pound
And I had learned to adapt
To this life that I made
Ever since I got paid
People learned how to hate
I don’t know what it is
That keep on turning you fake
If you knew what it takes
You’d be calling me great
Look I been running through streets
Ain’t no day off
Made it home
Just to Kick my Nikes off
Made a bag
Got the opps looking pissed off
They just mad they ain’t do it
Like we did y’all
I got some shit bust down On my wrist too
Took ya girl
She bust down on a nigga too
I’m from the hood
Where they said I never had chance
Now every time I converse
You know I made a band
I recognize the devil
Cuz I know his language, yea
I recognize the devil
Cuz I know his language, yea
And I ain’t tripping bout them niggas
Hating on me, yea
I recognize the devil
Cuz I know his language, yea
From the highway
It’s forty-one to seven woods
It’s understood
From Huntington to Lorton
It’s a hundred hoods
And I recognize death
I done seen it plenty times
So I keep a nine
Tucked down in my waist line
I done lost a lot niggas
I done squeezed a lot of triggers
Chasing figures
Swear to God
It turned us to some gravediggers
Hot winters Leave to cold summers
Don’t get brave nigga
You gone fuck around and drown
Trying to ride this wave nigga
Behave nigga
Audubon Ave
Yea we blaze niggas
Raise Niggas
Introduce em to the heat
Braze Niggas
Fade niggas
Split’em to the white meat
Blade niggas
Slay Niggas
What I’m trying to say
We ain’t for play Nigga
Two middle fingers
Turned sideways, connected
Respect it
Niggas talking reckless
I’m a check it
Send a message
Put some money on his
Muthafuckin Necklace
You guessed it
We gon spin the block like Tetris
I’m a workout with the simmi
Trigger finger Calais statics
Hit his bitch with the glizzy
Not the one with the relish
We outside with the fellas
Niggas down for whatever
Mount Vernon, multiplex
RIP that shit forever
No matter any weather
I was all up in the mix
Every time I rode the train
I just had to bag a bitch
I’m talking way back
When Davy Fresh was J-Rich
Living out in Gum Springs
Plotting on a music lick, nigga
Look I been running through streets
Ain’t no day off
Made it home
Just to Kick my Nikes off
Made a bag
Got the opps looking pissed off
They just mad they ain’t do it
Like we did y’all
I got some shit bust down On my wrist too
Took ya girl
She bust down on a nigga too
I’m from the hood
Where they said I never had chance
Now every time I converse
You know I made a band
I recognize the devil
Cuz I know his language, yea
I recognize the devil
Cuz I know his language, yea
And I ain’t tripping bout them niggas
Hating on me, yea
I recognize the devil
Cuz I know his language, yea