Corna’

By M-Dot

On the STORY

Released on December 4, 2018

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Had a pair of ruby's

Cousin gave em to me

Told me win some money

Bring him back a dubey

Hit the dolphin store

For some wraps and chewies

But I was underage

Wouldn't sell it to me

Had I had to do

What a youngin did

Street transactions

Watching out for pigs

Grown man games

Ain't no place for kids

But they introduced me

Got good at it

XWhere I'm from can't have shit

Can't read niggas hate smart shit

Gotta fight or you a pie jit

Beat a nigga ass grab a gun quick

X beyblade hit ya top let it rip

X seen nigga roll themselves into a hole loss a grip

X see them cops light flash everybody gone dip

X big ballers kept the pager on the hips

X in the back pocket kept a money clip

X had gold teeth shining off his lip

X had black n mild wine wood tips

X dice in one hand other hand had the blic

X spark his shit up flick from the wrist

X on fire walk away with a grip

X niggas dont like losing money start trippin

X suppose to be a friendly game but it start flipping

X sore loser poor loser know the difference

X gambling with cash that was spose to feed his children

X baby momma asking for some diapers and some rent

X look her in the eye and his ass lie again

X last time he said he loaned the shit to a friend

X this time he say his check looked a lil thin

X she be fed up lock the door won't let him in

X not until he can support bout a grand

X now he gotta move find a way to meet ends

X Robbery it is black mask 2 tens

Hang on the corner all day

Getting in trouble at night

We was just tryna get paid

Nigga just pass me them dice

Don't see us in news but we stay in the papers

Be patient promise you I'll explain it all later

X all black everything look like the undertaker

X purple skin with gold teeth nigga look like a laker

X say he down for life but he low key a hater

X he watching the games he thinking bout paper

X he plotting and scheme play that bitch like a sega

X he dream bout them bullets he casting out later

XBi polar ass nigga

Gotta meet my quota ass nigga

Ain't lackin stay holding ass nigga

Last pick on the team but you chosen ass nigga

X high roller ass nigga

X coke no cola ass nigga

X green as Yoda ass nigga

X flossin but you poor ass niggas

X call of duty ass niggas

X dick in booty ass nigga

X stay moody ass nigga

X fubu jersey ass nigga

X tall tee blue Jeans ole dirty ass niggaaa

X but he bought him a ratchet

X got all the tools now he all bout that action

X last person they'd expect to be packing

X he wait for a moment they all get distracted

X in love with the money a fatal attraction

X he patiently wait as the money keep stacking

X bout 2 stacks on the ground he black out he start cappin

X he grab all the cash and he 40 yard dashin

X ain't think about the repercussions

X that money ain't gone amount to nothing

X cuz they hunting for him they coming

X they shoot up his uncle and cousins

X he still out of town he still duckin

X just a matter of time fo his luck end

X they found him temptation drums sounding like ruffin

Hang on the corner all day

Getting in trouble at night

We was just tryna get paid

Nigga just pass me them dice