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Flute

(album: Bloodshells Revenge - 2018)


Streets shook
They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook
And I'm just tryna have my mom living good
On, ayy
I was talking about I was out of there
Next flight, I caught the next flight like
I ain't been back ever since
I don't know what the fuck going on
I think they said they had a flood down there a couple days ago though, shit I don't know

These crackers playing dirty, streets shook
They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook
And now it's time to make decisions out the hood
But I'm just tryna have my mama living good
All these crackers playing dirty, streets shook
They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook
And now it's time to make decisions out the hood
But I'm just tryna have my mama living good

Rags to riches, bags and bitches come with all of that
But you must've bumped your head, you think you taking that
You know I ran off with his pack, burned him, ain't talking track
You know I'm mister take your sack, Mr. Buck the Jack
Now I ain't gon' flex like YJB me, I ain't inventing that
But I can't let these crackers take me, I'm preventing that
But if you got it and I don't, bitch I'm stealing that
You know I'm all off in her kidneys tryna beat her back
Lil Stupid said I fell off with him, Mimi took the flat
IPhone ringing, daddy tryna get his TV back
On number nine, that double K, we can go tit for tat
I was in MIA, missing in action, roger that, I'm gone

These crackers playing dirty, streets shook
They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook
And now it's time to make decisions out the hood
But I'm just tryna have my mama living good
All these crackers playing dirty, streets shook
They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook
And now it's time to make decisions out the hood
But I'm just tryna have my mama living good

I was gambling with my life, out here rolling dice every day
My people told me it's another route, just take the way
Gotta make it happen, rob a nigga, selling shake
I'm like it's doomsday today, you run up, I let it spray
My niggas murder murder, I was slanging double K (kill)
Call her Anna Mae, she eat that cake cake cake
As-Salaam-Alaikum, we gon' hide him in the lake
Tied his legs to some weight so he won't float to get away
My cousin really pimping, swanging hoes where he stay
But mama always told me don't do dirt at where you lay
All about my chips, not no fucking Frito Lays
I like them blue hundreds 'cause Ben light up my face
Call the Glock a pistol 'cause a pen do not erase
Lil bruh he counterfeit, damn, I found out he fake
I'm really with the shits, diarrhea, smelly stank
My nigga up his tool, nah bitch this ain't no paint, ayy, Quay

These crackers playing dirty, streets shook
They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook
And now it's time to make decisions out the hood
But I'm just tryna have my mama living good
All these crackers playing dirty, streets shook
They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook
And now it's time to make decisions out the hood
But I'm just tryna have my mama living good

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