Oh,
I need the bands,
flexed on them,
sag on them,
just to pop a tag
Bust down, *, I'm tryna spend a couple bands
* a bitch and get ghost,
thought she had a man
That ain't your man,
Denny Snitch,
man,
you niggas playin'
I get the bus and all you niggas think I'm really playin'
All gas, no brakes, sackin' on the pavement
And if the bitch come broke,
bro,
I'm goin' crazy
Where I'm from, niggas shoot off the broad day
You find your homie dead,
wrapped up in the hallway
Bitch,
I really bought it,
niggas bought that gunplay
My boy got shot and he slid back in the same day
Bitch,
you ain't up on my level,
cause I'm gettin' paid
These homies actin' like they cool,
but they throwin' shade
They catch a spade,
gun them down,
never leave a trace
And if they come,
stay strong with a straight face
Caught that nigga tryna run,
he didn't make the gate
By the time that nigga hit the gate,
it was hella late
And I was raised in the jungle,
niggas never fumble
You speak loud to real niggas,
but you was raised in the streets
I was raised in the jungle,
had no time for a bitch
The only time was to hustle,
everybody had to struggle
On the daily,
tryna make bands,
I don't shake hands
Where I'm from, we don't need friends
Raised in the streets,
I was raised in the jungle
Had no time for a bitch,
the only time was to hustle Everybody had to struggle On the daily,
tryna make bands,
I don't shake hands Where I'm from,
we don't need friends
Look,
I'ma fly for my niggas cause it's mine though
But not for everybody cause when I call,
I get a dial tone Niggas say they love you,
but deep down,
that's really fake And these bitches
will set you up just to get your cake
I don't do new friends and it's * bitches I keep it to myself,
yeah,
I never know my business Slidin' with these death dogs,
tryna make it hot Hittin' every opp,
main clock,
better leave the spot
I was made for this fly * I was built
to knock a nigga down if he try to try *
Pop *,
sag down your block with this hot * Double back,
hit the next clock in a different whip
All I told is four fives with them long clips All
I * with was thick thighs and them French tips
Gonna ask your last bitch,
yeah,
I'm with the * Shells hit you so fast,
we're poppin' off at the lip
You was raised in the streets,
I was raised in the jungle Had no time for a bitch
The only time was to hustle,
everybody had to struggle
On the daily,
tryna make bands,
I don't shake hands Where I'm from,
we don't need friends
I was raised in the streets,
I was raised in the jungle Had no time
for a bitch The only time was to hustle,
everybody had to struggle On the daily,
tryna make bands,
I don't shake hands Where I'm from,
we don't need friends
I was raised on the east,
find my way to the troubles Storage money,
gang disrespected,
it's a scuffle Yeah,
I play it humble,
but try me,
you'll get crumbled Got a heart of a lion,
nigga,
gorilla-sized knuckles
Till I'm gone,
nigga,
the fifties is all I know,
nigga
You was raised in the streets,
I was raised in the jungle Had no time
for a bitch The only time was to hustle,
everybody had to struggle On the daily,
tryna make bands,
I don't shake hands Where I'm from,
we don't need friends
Raised in the streets,
I was raised in the jungle Had no time
for a bitch The only time was to hustle,
everybody had to struggle On the daily,
tryna make bands,
I don't shake hands Where I'm from,
we don't need friends