Style by MOULA 1st Lyrics
[Chorus]
Me and my dawgs on a whole different pedigree
Looking for attention then you might get it medically
They told me tread lightly but I'm still moving heavily
Succeed with a gun man the streets not Sesame
Worse with the government tryna get the best of me
Couple years from now I'ma make a documentary
See me in traffic with a blick that's your memory
Niggas tryna leave us out, dawg, that's a penalty
[Verse]
These new niggas have me going back to my old ways
Forgot my belt at home but I keep a strap always
I remembеr posted in the 70's all day
Those that don't know that's a projеct hallway
Hard getting so right there on the avenue
Easy going nigga but a nigga with a attitude
Remember those days when I used to play Crash Bandicoot
Nowadays getting money, preeing on a Bentley coupe
If you knew the whole story 'bout me you'd be proud of me
You don't really know, dawg, it took all of me
I just wanna take a little shot, they took the ball from me
Those are the niggas want me lined on the concrete
Bleeding out calling out for help, my apologies that you think that I came this far for you to body me
What you think that I wouldn't even have a 9 on me
I didn't even have a damn phone streets was calling me
[Chorus]
Me and my dawgs on a whole different pedigree
Looking for attention then you might get it medically
They told me tread lightly but I'm still moving heavily
Succeed with a gun man the streets not Sesame
Worse with the government tryna get the best of me
Couple years from now I'ma make a documentary
See me in traffic with a blick that's your memory
Niggas tryna leave us out, dawg, that's a penalty
Me and my dawgs on a whole different pedigree
Looking for attention then you might get it medically
They told me tread lightly but I'm still moving heavily
Succeed with a gun man the streets not Sesame
Worse with the government tryna get the best of me
Couple years from now I'ma make a documentary
See me in traffic with a blick that's your memory
Niggas tryna leave us out, dawg, that's a penalty
[Verse]
These new niggas have me going back to my old ways
Forgot my belt at home but I keep a strap always
I remembеr posted in the 70's all day
Those that don't know that's a projеct hallway
Hard getting so right there on the avenue
Easy going nigga but a nigga with a attitude
Remember those days when I used to play Crash Bandicoot
Nowadays getting money, preeing on a Bentley coupe
If you knew the whole story 'bout me you'd be proud of me
You don't really know, dawg, it took all of me
I just wanna take a little shot, they took the ball from me
Those are the niggas want me lined on the concrete
Bleeding out calling out for help, my apologies that you think that I came this far for you to body me
What you think that I wouldn't even have a 9 on me
I didn't even have a damn phone streets was calling me
[Chorus]
Me and my dawgs on a whole different pedigree
Looking for attention then you might get it medically
They told me tread lightly but I'm still moving heavily
Succeed with a gun man the streets not Sesame
Worse with the government tryna get the best of me
Couple years from now I'ma make a documentary
See me in traffic with a blick that's your memory
Niggas tryna leave us out, dawg, that's a penalty