My Section

By Trums

Released on March 24, 2017

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[Intro: Trums]

Touch Cash, E and T

Trums in the building, I know y'all been waiting on this

I've been out the way for a little minute tryna get it

But you the same like the cut from the mud and I'm in it

But ima tell you like this, you niggas ain't cut from the same cloth as me check this


[Verse 1: Trums]

In my hood, niggas better wear a hard hat

You can get your head bussed with a ball bat

Tell my enemies ghost instead of fall back

How my hittas send shots at your ballcap

Never been a type to judge how a nigga get money

Just keep it out my yard, don't try to take nothing from me

Cross the nigga once, never get away from me

Dollar Mike got shootas, look like playboy bunny


[Chorus: Trums]

Mafia move with the weapon

Vato tatted like a Mexican

Ima general in my section, general in my section

Dark nigga, chocolate complexion

Bodybuilder how I'm flexin'

Ima general in my section, general in my section


[Verse 2: Weezola]

Nigga, hop out and let him have it

The meat wagon picked him up, man that shit was tragic

Ima general in my section, so issa must a nigga keep a weapon

Probably a Smith & Wesson (Bang! Bang!)

Don't make me teach you boys a lesson

You know the murder scene get messy

Thirty wit da green beam, turn a nigga to a string bean (Urrgh!)

You know I ride for the green team, niggas wanna play ball

Check the score when I'm on the streets

You know it's Gudda when they mention me

Trill nigga, and I'm tatted like a esé

Turnt like [?], gotta keep a cueté, enemies won't kill me

Ima go out bussin' for real, you gotta feel me

These tattoos and bullet wounds all for the turf

Play with the squad, them bullets flying like nerf

And I'm swang and I'm surfin'


[Chorus: Trums]

Mafia move with the weapon

Vato tatted like a Mexican

Ima general in my section, general in my section

Dark nigga, chocolate complexion

Bodybuilder how I'm flexin'

Ima general in my section, general in my section


[Verse 3: Trums]

What is love, they say love makes you weak

Grind seven days a week, I'm in love with the street

We back slaves, we ain't neva been free

Keep waiting on Jesus, we ain't neva gone eat

I just tell it how it is, errybody hate me

You get along with errybody, errybody ain't me

Tryna put me in a cage, so a nigga can't leave

I'll stab a nigga up, till a nigga can't breathe

I just can't forget the paper, when a nigga couldn't eat

And y'all throwing up Cs but you niggas ain't G

On my street, that'll keep the heat, respect don't come cheap

Keep yo head on the swivel, death gon' come free

Careful who you trust, niggas even fool me

You will never know yo' homie until he [?] me

Niggas claim to be a savage but they never taste beef

Ima die representin' 157th Street


[Chorus: Trums]

Mafia move with the weapon

Vato tatted like a Mexican

Ima general in my section, general in my section

Dark nigga, chocolate complexion

Bodybuilder how I'm flexin'

Ima general in my section, general in my section


[Outro]

Ain't nobody do this shit quite like the S, we do it the best

Ain't nobody do this shit quite like the S, we do it the best