Lyrics
I waited for you i waited for you
I know they gon’ ride for me
I know they gon’ ride for me
I know they gon’ ride for me
I know they gon’ ride for me
I cried out with no reply
And I can’t feel you by my side
How can I not fuck with the
Niggas I grew up with
Damn gunner hunters every time I see ’em
Hasta la vista, nah ’cause I’m coming back
I love to rap, I love the trap
Mama tripping but she know I’m strapped
The city want me dead, money on my head
On nuski, I ain’t scared, I’m going
(To the crib)
No cash so I had to steal nigga
Ain’t feel it was too real niggas
Even nights I wanted to kill niggas
Plenty nights I ain’t even feel niggas
Always kept it hunnid like a bread
Gimme guns when I ain’t had no sets
Ain’t been back since
Ever since niggas on tricks, fuck ’em
The streets on fire gotta keep my pole on me
My old homie told on me keep my gold on me
They’ll kill me before they rob me
But they know I ain’t going homie
They know I ain’t going homie
I cried out with no reply
And I can’t feel you by my side
I cried out with no reply
And I can’t feel you by my side
Grew up in the ghetto the hard way
Pipes in the hallway
Where youngins be turning to killers
And killing these niggas in broad day
Me? I went the smart way
Started rapping for the large cake
House on the hill ain’t worried ’bout a deal
I’ma do it the hard way
I’ma turn up for my real niggas
And get money with my real niggas
Since I was a young nigga
They knew I was a problem
I’ma get money and keep it real
I’ma get money and keep it real
Keep it trill fuck a deal
Bitch, I’m paid yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah bitch, I’m paid
I just wanna keep it real for me niggas, man
Everybody get this money, man
So I’ma turn up with ’em
I cried out with no reply
And I can’t feel you by my side
I cried out with no reply
And I can’t feel you by my side
I waited for you i waited for you