[Pre-Chorus]
She was tellin' me I was the one and I ain't even feel it (Yeah)
I feel like I'm the realest n***a that come from Philly (No bap)
I feel like that (No shit)
I feel like I'm the only n***a that come from Philly, that be banging on the red flag like a Billy (Blatt)
Got too many mixed thoughts in my mind but I can't change
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[Chorus]
I ain't goin' to say my boy name (Shh)
I don't give a fuck about a lil' lame (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck about a bitch tryna use my fuckin' name
Just to go up just for the fuckin' chains
I done spent a hunnid thousand on a chain
And that shit wasn't even a big chain
They know I'm rich and famous
They don't care about my pain (Yeah)
They don't care about my, ooh, ooh
[Verse 1]
I was born on 32nd and Cumberland
Man, fuck them n***as, on the real, them n***as ain't even drummin' shit (Nah)
My n***as from the 16, you know they runnin' shit (Yeah)
Claim on Chico body, man, yo ass catch this drum clip (Yeah)
We ain't from Baton Rouge but you know we be on dumb shit (Dumb shit)
Ever took them drugs before a drill until your tongue twist? (Bitch)
You will act weird as me if you really just run shit
I don't want the cops to run up all up in my dungeon (Dungeon)
N***a tried to kill me, then them bullets, they gon' keep on comin' (Graah)
You don't know what a North Philly killa would do for a 100k
My n***as, they was huntin', hunnid days
I got hits all inside of me (Bah)
Hits in the street, hits in the industry, I'm proud of me (No bap)
I know deep down inside some of my n***as lie to me (Yeah)
But when shit go south were the same n***as that cried to me (No bap)
N***a killed me in my city get ripped of bodying me
On the 5, on the bird, ain't no bodying me (Brrrr)
On the 5, on the bird, they ain't slimin' to me
I'm so slimy, get Corona, now my body so weak (Phew)
In my city, twenty thousand get you two n***as killed
Lil' n***a, but I'm big dog, standin' on stilts (No bap)
I got a stick in my dress, I got stripes like a kilt
N***a thought I was dead but he already killed (No bap, bitch)
[Pre-Chorus]
She was tellin' me I was the one and I ain't even feel it (Yah)
I feel like I'm the realest n***a that come from Philly (No cap)
I feel like that (Yah, yah, yah)
I feel like I'm the only n***a that come from Philly, that be banging on the red flag like a Billy (Blatt)
Got too many mixed thoughts in my mind but I can't change
Stizzy left an opp talking rearranged
[Chorus]
I ain't goin' to say my boy name (Shh)
I don't give a fuck about a lil' lame (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck about a bitch tryna use my fuckin' name (Blatt)
Just to go up just for the fuckin' chains (Let's Go)
I done spent a hunnid thousand on a chain
And that shit wasn't even a big chain (Yeah)
They know I'm rich and famous (Know I'm rich and famous)
They don't care about my pain
They don't care about my, ooh, ooh
[Verse 2]
First Draco came with chestnut, call that bitch a woody (Fraah)
I tried my best luck, 'cause I made it, fully (Yeah)
My bitch keep on [?] hoes, she a bully (Yeah)
My bitch keep on snappin' on these hoes 'cause she love me
Yes, she only do that, make sure them hoes ain't even touch me
I look at her, "I love you", "Do you love me?" (Do you love me?)
Sometimes she forget that I'm in this street life
She went in my drawer then she found, like, three pipes (Fraah)
I remember when I first met her, she was so nice
Used to call me everyday before the street lights
You say how she hate me so much 'cause she fucked up
Tryna make me match up but you can't luck up
Baby, listen, look at me, I don't care what you did
I don't care if you fucked him and gave a hunnid heads
You met your boyfriend after you laid a hunnid beds
But listen, my life is not yours, I'm just tough luck
Bro laying on some n***as right now
If they try to play then we put a million up
We got AK, Draco's and them fuckin' M4's
Them Glocks that you got, they hittin' like a Derringer
Listen, how I'm comin', fuck the whole Philly
I'm from 1600, bitch, I swear I'm a [?] (No bap)
N***a, try me right now, I'ma put it up
Don't pull up with no extended clips, we got our bullets up (Bitch)
[Pre-Chorus]
She was tellin' me I was the one and I ain't even feel it (Yeah)
I feel like I'm the realest n***a that come from Philly (No bap)
I feel like that (Yah, yah, yah)
I feel like I'm the only n***a that come from Philly, that be banging on the red flag like a Billy (Blatt)
Got too many mixed thoughts in my mind but I can't change
Stizzy left an opp talking rearranged
[Chorus]
I ain't goin' to say my boy name (Shh)
I don't give a fuck about a lil' lame (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck about a bitch tryna use my fuckin' name (Blatt)
Just to go up just for the fuckin' chains (Let's Go)
I done spent a hunnid thousand on a chain
And that shit wasn't even a big chain (Yeah)
They know I'm rich and famous (Know I'm rich and famous)
They don't care about my pain
They don't care about my, ooh, ooh
