Norfside - Intellectual

Verse 1:

Boy don’t ask me bout a block this hippie came up on the northside

Babcock to Converse homies kick it with the 45

Nigga been a vagabond i’m stacking on my loose ends

Finna get a crib been in the whip it’s been a nuisance

But no complaining uh

My big homie told me cop a half and make the payment uh

Bummy drip it’s rainin uh

Rip my jeans on purpose uh

Rock a shirt it’s worthless uh

Air force 1 resurfaced uh

Liquor in the dirt it’s uh

How it go forever on 4EVA we forever young

Laughing gas I call the dro we smoke so we forever numb

All my homies got it on him one jus got a bettеr gun

Put it on his neighborhood tha marathon ya batter run

Wherе ya from

What they used to ask a lil homie

Didn’t know me

But they seen my circle I said chill homie

Kill won’t he

I ain’t got a strap so I can’t peel homies

Cap back god had my back that night I’m still homie

Hook:

I heard a pistol pop last night but I just closed the blinds

It go down on my side of town most the time

I heard somebody say they place got raided so should mine

I harbor Hoover’s and homies they neighborhoods ain’t mine

I hang with VLs and BL-oods they all hold a 9

I heard em say that’s at the least some put in overtime

Turn the music up I’m drowning out the tone of dying

Hear no evil while they shooting but I know they dying

Fam want a foreign fuck it we pourin switching the damn lanes

At 10 plus 9 I thought I was signed but that was a damn shame

Verse 2:

I took a lil break for my tolerance I started ballin my grams flame

I hopped in that field who thought I would still be rappin a scam came

On my jehovah yo door and over I gotta knock nigga

In the whip for the flip why

I gotta drop nigga

I’m not a soldier no lie I know the niggas that drop niggas

With a stick for the chips ride

Then keep ya door locked nigga

Why they’ll run in ya spot and get a

Bit of everything you had to sell

Thinkin it’s sweet you gon be mad as hell

Front door open look like you had sale

Spring cleaning in the fall

Summer and Winter they finna go all

Out for the year for a bag if it’s tall

Might get ya licked give it back if it’s small

Right you know what the yard like

Sidelines by the dog fights

9 lives for the dog bites

Cool cat where the klondike

Boof pack flip it all night

Goof had to get it on sight

2 packs get the fog right

Hippie life keep it alright

Peace tryna keep it but I want a piece

Feel I need it when we in the streets

Call it defense my city go beast

Niggas shoot here they hittin those 3’s

Don’t walk up they gon pull up from deep

Niggas greedy like it was 03

Don’t park up ima cruise when we chief