Jayy'king - topanga (feat. Trelly)

Can you blame us?
We was raised in a city full of bangers
Even though I was taking niggas pay stubs
I still always wanted me a lil Topanga
Good girl with a pretty face
Someone that can share the end of my days
Check it out, I spent bout 10 on the face
I might pull up in the Benz or the Wraith
I did
Roll up with my niggas from the south side
Niggas round here scared to come outside
Lookin for a bad bitch with her mouth right
Give her loud pipe
I treat my girl like I treat myself
It ain't cost a band then it ain't on her shelf
Keep a semi-auto, I don't need no fuckin' help
Send all of my enemies to hell
Fuck nigga you don't want these problems
'Cause I solve em
Spin your team around with this damn revolver
Hit 'em with the bat, man, then I rob 'em
Man this liquor turning me into a goblin
Niggas never took me serious
Until I pulled up wit the choppa
Drop a nigga down just for acting like a clown
Make sure these niggas watch they mouth
Can you blame us?
We was raised in a city full of bangers
Even though I was taking niggas pay stubs
I still always wanted me a lil Topanga
Good girl with a pretty face
Someone that can share the end of my days
Check it out, I spent bout 10 on the face
I might pull up in the Benz or the Wraith
Thought that other nigga better but it won't be
You know I can get you wetter when you see me
You know I put you to sleep like a nursery
I know you like it when I hit the bank and get the cheese
You can't be mad that I'm gettin' money, stackin' green
Tote the 40, niggas creepin' like some centipedes
I never got the picture, why these niggas envy me?
I guess getting all this money changed they energy
I been fuckin' on that pussy, wetter than the sea
Only reason say I love you 'cause of Hennessy
And I know I see the things that you don't see in me
So I'm focused on the money, can't get in between
Yeah I see the bigger picture, need the better things
I was really down bad, I had to switch the scene
Niggas say they loyal but they really don't know what it means
Baby if you down, you stick around, you gon' get everything
Can you blame us?
We was raised in a city full of bangers
Even though I was taking niggas pay stubs
I still always wanted me a lil Topanga
Good girl with a pretty face
Someone that can share the end of my days
Check it out, I spent bout 10 on the face
I might pull up in the Benz or the Wraith
Or the Wraith or the Benz
Can you blame us?
We was raised in a city full of bangers
Even though I was taking niggas pay stubs
I still always wanted me a lil Topanga
Good girl with a pretty face
Someone that can share the end of my days
Check it out, I spent bout 10 on the face
I might pull up in the Benz or the Wraith
Yeah yeah

Written by:
Jordan Jones, Vachean Jones

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