Huey King - She Wrote

Lights camera action they watch now when I pop out
Bitches that played me want date me cuz I'm hot now
Old homies be tryna snake me I gotta watch out
Oppositions tryna play me we got them glocks out
See that pain made me colder
Ima bang like a soldier
See that struggle as a youngin made me strong so I ain't foldin
Bitch we had them Motorola's hit my jack I had them sodas
Prayin 12 don't pull me ova on that corner

Ima run this shit up then put my mans on, Granny got me fucked up
Can't pull my pants up cuz u know these bands long, Uh
Niggas know I'm hands on
If he think he hot shit know we keep chopsticks I can get yo man gone
Bitch I need that mansion
They don't make em like me no more I'm the last one
Skrrtt Skrrtt ridin round in that fast one
She say she love me cuz im nothin like the rest of em

Hop on the track the track they screamin finish em
My energy feel like it's been trippling
My enemies gotta be gettin sick of me, Just listen please baby it ain't no trickin me
Really this just ain't shit to me
But it's crazy cuz now I can buy expensive things
Literally, take a look at these mike Amiri jeans
But it's scarin me how every bitch wanna marry me
The game broken I know it's embarrisin
They say I'm the chosen one how I'm repairin it
These niggas know they can't compare to me
You can lose yo life boy better think twice I advise u cherish it
Muddy water, that's what my Brodie call it, Yes I hang with the martians
If we bang we gone spark em
All of my dogs be barkin
No key push to start it
Askin if I'm a rapper or singer I'm just an artist
But the hardest and the smartest fasho whatchamacallit's from New Orleans
Got em touchin they toes like woah
Yes I'm young but I'm also the goat
Playin dumb fuck around and get smoked, Blue hunnids all that I want

Murder murder is all that she wrote Murder murder is all that she wrote
Murder murder is all that she wrote
Murder murder is all that she wrote

Ever since I was 16 I done ran up a fuckin bag
Always had them big dreams now I see why you mad
Know we keep them big tings, we a chop yo ass in half
Waking up at 7:15 just to roll up before class
Cheated on my bitch I ain't mean to make you sad
I spread my wings I'm gettin loaded off that gas
Said it looked like me but he couldn't see through that mask
It's an industry robbery I'm that man
You could only dream for this shit
We bleed for this shit
Feel like need for speedin the whip
She screamin that's it
But she be steady feining for it
Top 10 no option yea I need all that shit
Mob shit squad shit I got my team in this bitch
OBD in this bitch
Make niggas pay fee in this bitch
Flow hot don't catch a fever from it
This season it's it
Man I should get a Ring for this shit

Lights camera action they watch now when I pop out
Bitches that played me want date me cuz I'm hot now
Old homies be tryna snake me I gotta watch out
Oppositions tryna play me we got them glocks out
See that pain made me colder
Ima bang like a soldier
See that struggle as a youngin made me strong so I ain't foldin
Bitch we had them Motorola's hit my jack I had them sodas
Prayin 12 don't pull me ova on that corner

Written by:
Houston King

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