Big Bandz - Right In Front Where I Stay

I Had to whip out the pyrex
Was a star since I was a jit
Balling like I hit a lic
I was fucked up but got on my shit
Busting traps right in the jets
Hustling with roaches and rats
Share roomes with my brother hoodrich
Trapping right in the gates
Right in front where I stay
Right in front where I stay
I Had to whip out the pyrex
Was a star since I was a jit
Balling like I hit a lic
I was fucked up but got on my shit
Busting traps right in the jets
Hustling with roaches and rats
Share roomes with my brother hoodrich
Trapping right in the gates
Right in front where I stay
Right in front where I stay
Definition of rags to riches
I had to stay on my pivot
Pouring lic for my nigga I'm livid
All these niggas I done lost in the trenches
Came along ways trapping out of rentals
Came along ways shooting them pistols
Long night on the block I remember
Got kicked out my dukes spot
To my grandma house serving some nickels
Hood on lock shop with meat
This street shit ain't sweet
Know real niggas six feet
Or in the pin doing ten
I do this shit for them
Real right I ain't tryna kill ya
In that water chilling with killers
I Had to whip out the pyrex
Was a star since I was a jit
Balling like I hit a lic
I was fucked up but got on my shit
Busting traps right in the jets
Hustling with roaches and rats
Share roomes with my brother hoodrich
Trapping right in the gates
Right in front where I stay
Right in front where I stay
I Had to whip out the pyrex
Was a star since I was a jit
Balling like I hit a lic
I was fucked up but got on my shit
Busting traps right in the jets
Hustling with roaches and rats
Share roomes with my brother hoodrich
Trapping right in the gates
Right in front where I stay
Right in front where I stay
You can put me in a selly
Still, ain gone tell it
Pressure bust pipes niggas singing r kelly
I was riding round getting caught with possessions
Now a nigga clean twelve can't touch me
Came along ways trapping out fours
Stay ten toes now a nigga move bows
Keep that five cause i don't trust a thing
Looking at they faces everybody looking fake
Catch me dolo riding round catching plays
Rip dolo drop tears to this day
U was suppose to be right here with the label
I was putting shit together we was gone eat
U was suppose to be right here at the table
Hell of mills on the table
Nigga made it out the matrix
I Had to whip out the pyrex
Was a star since I was a jit
Balling like I hit a lic
I was fucked up but got on my shit
Busting traps right in the jets
Hustling with roaches and rats
Share roomes with my brother hoodrich
Trapping right in the gates
Right in front where I stay
Right in front where I stay
I Had to whip out the pyrex
Was a star since I was a jit
Balling like I hit a lic
I was fucked up but got on my shit
Busting traps right in the jets
Hustling with roaches and rats
Share roomes with my brother hoodrich
Trapping right in the gates
Right in front where I stay
Right in front where I stay

Written by:
DEMETRIUS ADAMS

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