BOSSMAN RW - Y'ALL DON'T HEAR ME

Klout Squad Business
Mixtape Shit
Watts City stand up
Look
I see you haters playing real dirty
Time to start giving fouls
Free Tudy Mack it's about that time y'all need to send him out
I remember when I was broke my niggas was nowhere around
I started getting it in and I was nowhere to be found
Baby boss you my nigga to the end real shit
A real nigga from Detroit that will hit a bitch
About his cash like me he quick to get ignorant
I wasn't talking skateboards when I said he was kicking flips
It's been some long nights I never came home
And this chick I was dealing with she stayed playing on my phone
Started off a bad ass you ask me I'm the got worse
And if it's lint in your pockets I'm sure that your stomach hurt
When my sisters couldn't get j's I said don't worry
I grind my ass off, cashed them out to Bought them Jordans
My ambitions was set, my lil brother was laced
Not to snitch on anyone or turn down no fades
I miss my ex bitch her head was the greatest
She was the face in two positions laying me down was my favorite
She was trained to do it every time I didn't have patience
One of the best sessions we had was when we drove out to Vegas
Got some kinfolks from Mafias, some rellies from 6 Deuce
Some partners in the jungles, there's some people's from Millers too
I grew up in Bounty Hunters so try not to get confused
Because cats getting it twisted like that candy called Twisters oouuu
At one point I was nobody, to get respect I was lining it up
Or pulling that old shottie, I need an answers from somebody
Pops was in the pen, Mur'jonni got killed
I was solo with one friend, most of my real niggas caged up
Or gone with the wind, it could've been me too
The sky was staring down at my chin, in other words I kept my head up
Granny worked her ass off, Uncle Gene on her nerves and she fed up
My people in Atlanta still squeezing them hammers
Trying to push us to BatonRogue, riding Bentley's and Phantom's
I'm not no low ass nigga, I stay top notch
I ain't no ho ass nigga, bitch I'm from Watts
They left me alone so I went and got on
Did my thing with this rapping and it got this far up on my own
When the fame come, you will be surprised what some niggas'll do
And I can go anywhere I want, but how about you, we ain't the same

Written by:
Raynell Warren jr.

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