My Environment by Skeme Lyrics
[Hook: Lil Duece]
I'm surrounded by gang members, drug dealers, and drug users
So who am I supposed to run to?
I just went and bought a chopper with a hundred-round drum
So who am I supposed to run from?
All these niggas playing tough on that internet
Ay, we pullin' up and catching bodies at that intersect
I'm outside, come and find me
Bitch I been a rep
You co-signed on that paperwork, you been a rat
That's the type we don't fuck with
Big chopper on my lap, just to bust I need help with it
I'm in your city strapped up like I'm Rambo
Hundred shots out this semi, I got ammo
I'm surrounded by gang members, drug dealers, and drug users
So who am I supposed to run to?
I just went and bought a choppеr with a hundred-round drum
So who am I supposed to run from?
I'm surrounded by gang mеmbers, drug dealers, and drug users
So who am I supposed to run to?
I just went and bought a chopper with a hundred-round drum
So who am I supposed to run from?
[Verse 1: Skeme]
Ay, I'm how high now the bops think this shit is sweet
Shooter pull up bout it, 50-piece niggas mention me
City tatted round, top to brim like I'm Eazy-E
Nigga with a attitude
Countin' on the avenue, bitch!
Fuck it I might go and cop a '64
Know how the shit go
A bitch a [?] or big [?]
Hairline clear, I been here
You just gettin' on
And still got these [?] up out these millions what i'm sittin' on
If you ain't in your bag or in the safe then you just in the way
Me and Duecey stepped on that brick lookin' like we Kid 'n Play
If that's your bitch she a meet the clique and get hit today
Earrings so froze I give a shit about what niggas say
[Hook: Lil Duece]
I'm surrounded by gang members, drug dealers, and drug users
So who am I supposed to run to?
I just went and bought a chopper with a hundred-round drum
So who am I supposed to run from?
All these niggas playing tough on that internet
Ay, we pullin' up and catching bodies at that intersect
I'm outside, come and find me
Bitch I been a rep
You co-signed on that paperwork, you been a rat
That's the type we don't fuck with
Big chopper on my lap, just to bust I need help with it
I'm in your city strapped up like I'm Rambo
Hundred shots out this semi, I got ammo
I'm surrounded by gang members, drug dealers, and drug users
So who am I supposed to run to?
I just went and bought a choppеr with a hundred-round drum
So who am I supposed to run from?
I'm surrounded by gang mеmbers, drug dealers, and drug users
So who am I supposed to run to?
I just went and bought a chopper with a hundred-round drum
So who am I supposed to run from?
[Verse 1: Skeme]
Ay, I'm how high now the bops think this shit is sweet
Shooter pull up bout it, 50-piece niggas mention me
City tatted round, top to brim like I'm Eazy-E
Nigga with a attitude
Countin' on the avenue, bitch!
Fuck it I might go and cop a '64
Know how the shit go
A bitch a [?] or big [?]
Hairline clear, I been here
You just gettin' on
And still got these [?] up out these millions what i'm sittin' on
If you ain't in your bag or in the safe then you just in the way
Me and Duecey stepped on that brick lookin' like we Kid 'n Play
If that's your bitch she a meet the clique and get hit today
Earrings so froze I give a shit about what niggas say
[Hook: Lil Duece]