Low Hanging Fruit - 751

751 that's the foundation
The origin
Where it all began
You know we've been through the ups and downs
But we still growing through out the process

From the jump we've been working our ass off
Started this shit in our backyard
Stay silent and go get that pack off
I promise that one day we'll blast off
I got more faith than a priest do
Reminding myself gotta keep cool
A general plotting out each move
If only you listen I'll teach you
Cuz once I'll be gone I'll be gone yo
I do whatever I want so
Still ain't accepting no calls hoe
No snakes in my grass keep the lawn mowed
No fakes in my circle we real tight
That feeling you give me don't feel right
This what honesty feel like
Like fuck what you talkin' this real life

Fuck all that talking lets get it my ni**** is with you know that we ship it out
I got my mind on the thrown
I gotta figure out
I was just down on the road
Trynna get back on my shit
Never lay round with a bitch
Cuz I'm stacking my money until I get rich
Til I get doe
Til I get money and grow
A hunnit thousand at a show

Yeah you feel me I got my mind on the thrown
King shit big rings bitch

Started this shit in the back of marine in 2016
We was happy as fuck
Look at my dudes and say lets go and get it
Got money to make is you bout it or what
With us or not if you not you get dropped we can do it ourselves it don' t matter to us
Kicking the wrong people off the bus
Now we can say look what happened to us
Made it from nothing
Now my phone is buzzing
Got bitches in dozens
Yeah that shit cool
We got potential I'm using my mental
Im learning some shit they don't teach you in school
Looked at myself and I found me a jewel
He looked at himself and then bought him a juul
Dirty and Soup be inside the coupe
Im goin' wild on top of the roof

So I made a right on marine
Drum set don't crash keep it clapping
Lemme show you how quick it can happen (Fruit gang)
You can get the money on the backend (Fruit gang)
Backyard show with the lasers
Shawty throw it back like pagers
751 don't call me
Soup on the track keep it running like all meet
Hop in my bag i'm looking for chests
Now that I'm gone I'm done with the rests Im done with the stress
I gave it my all
Double my pockets
Now I gotta ball
Turn your life around the flip of a gimbal
I caught the drift but I'm looking for symbols
You doubling too but your double a dribble
Rap is a riddle
A couple of skittles
Beast
Marshawn Lynch with the cleats
Chris Bosh ni**** with the heat
Only wanna see you at the bottom
We gon keep climbing to the peak
They don't wanna see you move ya feet
Ni*** might pay me for the feat
With Tripodi moving through the east
Dirty Harry goin crazy on the beats

All round the map we all over the world
All on my lap is the ass of your girl

And she now the gang so she know we the shit
Rosa might park she know where to sit

Yeah you know that she heard of us
She wanna turn with us then she gon burn with us
Then we gon turn it up

Lil baby no Russian but Ill make it cream
Get of my twitter and follow your dreams
751 on a party bus

You ain't LHF you ain't heard enough
Break a dudes skull like Im Spartacus
You ain't getting nothing you ain't start with us (You ain't start with us)

You reap what you sow (You reap what you sow)
You live and you grow (You live and you grow)
And you harvest the fruit
That is hanging low

751 we in the back I know you hear it
Making life inside the stu
I pack a bong and then I clear know you fear it
Everyday I come correct know you fear it
751 we in the back I know you hear it
Making life inside the stu
I pack a bong and then I clear know you fear it
Everyday I come correct know you fear it

You gotta check up on the profit make sure your income still coming in
Split the dividends with my brothers
Call that a benefit
We just gon keep doing this fruit gang
Happiness, our fears, deepest secrets
And giving them to you
Hoping you relate take something
Family not a group family not a group
Gang

Gotta take flight but we ride like bikes
Do you think about the times that we've been through
5-7 people in the venue
Only had a dollar for the menu
Started from the roots had the merch in the trunk like a branch
Now the fruit coming up
Pineapples get thrown in the crowd
When I'm bout to spit a verse make the people go wild
How to turn a good to a great game
Still gotta show love when you feel pain
You ain't gotta be the main to have to maintain
So I got another hussle call it side change
You gotta focus your attitude effort and now you achieving you goals
Built me a family with Lucy til music is comfortable
Rap with the bros
Ni**** wanna act real tough now
Told em meet me in the the back thats a bust down
I move like God good luck now
More like flash at the get down
Check the record books n**** who you
Code switch white folk might sue you
Stay low my chick like J-lo
Set shop then pop thats payroll

751 we in the back I know you hear it
Making life inside the stu
I pack a bong and then I clear know you fear it
Everyday I come correct know you fear it

Let me tell the people where I'm at (Where you at)
751 we in the back
Show a lil money make em mad
Yeah I always keep some hundreds like my dad
I gave myself a pat upon the back
Told the shawty do not get attached
So much weight upon my back
I'm surprised I haven't even cracked
I'm surprised I haven't even snapped
On you bitch dudes
Hundred K cash thats a big move
LHF MOB we on big moves
And I keep a queen like a king do
You just want attention like a bitch do (Bitch)
And I treat my body like a Hindu
Everything I eat it be organic
I be like a samurai who turned into a bandit
Then he left into the trees and himself a mansion
I'm out
751
Winning from jump

Written by:
Brendan Tripodi, DeJour Elliott, Harry Trump

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