Something in the Water
[Verse 1]
I watched others eat around me
I Never made a fuss
Cuz I was destined to be great
Just in the cloth that was cut
How come I show you n***as love
Never see it in return
As I’m strolling in my book of who owe
Letting it burn
We was firm when that blitz came
Under center runnin quick game
Inna streets only nickname
I put rentals in my bitch name
I felt the hood losing hope
N***as backs was on the ropes
What i do?
I kept it close & went for the gusto
Trap was a liquidation
Meaning everything must go
You can evеn get white only
We call that thеre Jim Crow
You was late gettin the memo
It been money on my mind
I Let go of my foolish pride
Cut ties, simplified
This shit now like do or die
See it in my mama eyes
I can’t lie
I can grab a pie and charge my blicky up
White boy out Sactown
Gotta em for 10
That mike bibby love
Big plays, meet in the bridge
That’s how we give it up
Raised my young n***as
Work through the Sippi cup
Now they got the numbers
Gotta gotta give back to your city cuz
This my 40 below flow
Alias wit a waist low
Never do what I say so
Ball up 20’s like it’s playdo
N*gga you know
[Hook-x2]
I’m from Virginia
It’s like something in the water
A n***a get a quarter
All of sudden, Ritchie Porter
I should of saved more
F*ck it, I should of made more
[Verse 2]
I was the plug favorite receiver
And only runnin comebacks
It’s like I felt my brova pain
When his cookup ain’t comeback
All that fly shit you doin cool
But look we done that
Mixing lows wit the highs
To see what profit ah come from that
A couple p’s to the good
Need a favor
I could do it
But n***as rarely this congruent
But back to what’s important
Can you tell
I want more smoke than Josh Gordon
N*ggas orphans to my Montessori
I went out on a blades of glory
Risking my freedom
And every broad who hit the pavement for me
Remember this Virginia
You either Ai or slang pies
But aim high
Cause I
Watch too many n***as fall below the waist side
Still say I
If you can feel this shit I’m spittin
God forbid you gotta live it
But if so
N*gga let’s get it…
[Hook-x2]
I’m from Virginia
It’s like something in the water
A n*gga get a quarter
All of sudden, Ritchie Porter
I should of saved more
F*ck it, I should of made more
I watched others eat around me
I Never made a fuss
Cuz I was destined to be great
Just in the cloth that was cut
How come I show you n***as love
Never see it in return
As I’m strolling in my book of who owe
Letting it burn
We was firm when that blitz came
Under center runnin quick game
Inna streets only nickname
I put rentals in my bitch name
I felt the hood losing hope
N***as backs was on the ropes
What i do?
I kept it close & went for the gusto
Trap was a liquidation
Meaning everything must go
You can evеn get white only
We call that thеre Jim Crow
You was late gettin the memo
It been money on my mind
I Let go of my foolish pride
Cut ties, simplified
This shit now like do or die
See it in my mama eyes
I can’t lie
I can grab a pie and charge my blicky up
White boy out Sactown
Gotta em for 10
That mike bibby love
Big plays, meet in the bridge
That’s how we give it up
Raised my young n***as
Work through the Sippi cup
Now they got the numbers
Gotta gotta give back to your city cuz
This my 40 below flow
Alias wit a waist low
Never do what I say so
Ball up 20’s like it’s playdo
N*gga you know
[Hook-x2]
I’m from Virginia
It’s like something in the water
A n***a get a quarter
All of sudden, Ritchie Porter
I should of saved more
F*ck it, I should of made more
[Verse 2]
I was the plug favorite receiver
And only runnin comebacks
It’s like I felt my brova pain
When his cookup ain’t comeback
All that fly shit you doin cool
But look we done that
Mixing lows wit the highs
To see what profit ah come from that
A couple p’s to the good
Need a favor
I could do it
But n***as rarely this congruent
But back to what’s important
Can you tell
I want more smoke than Josh Gordon
N*ggas orphans to my Montessori
I went out on a blades of glory
Risking my freedom
And every broad who hit the pavement for me
Remember this Virginia
You either Ai or slang pies
But aim high
Cause I
Watch too many n***as fall below the waist side
Still say I
If you can feel this shit I’m spittin
God forbid you gotta live it
But if so
N*gga let’s get it…
[Hook-x2]
I’m from Virginia
It’s like something in the water
A n*gga get a quarter
All of sudden, Ritchie Porter
I should of saved more
F*ck it, I should of made more