NateThaGreat - Ville Anthem (Live)

Still get chills
Most my Days one they are kill
Still be out here in ville
Never lacking in the field
And I never take L
And I put that on myself
I'm not tryna go to hell
But these haters want me there

Middle finger to the 12
Tell the op go kill yourself
Tell my P.O i ain't goin jail
Most of niggas they switch up and tell
Free All of my niggas who locked in the cell
I told my Iil bih would you rat and go tell
I come from trenches where you rob or you steal
I can't trust these bitches they can't keep it real
I fed all my niggas who still popping pills
When it came to the drills yeah we did it fr
Shout out lil Brodie he serving some years
Used to kick down the door and steal everything else
When I was broke where was everyone else
Now I got dough niggas ask for some help
Told lil Brodie to put down the meth
Used to drink codeine while rollin a L
We spun the block after that bust a Left
Can not wife a hoe who cant stack up her wealth

Still get chills
Most my Days one they are kill
Still be out here in ville
Never lacking in the field
And I never take L
And I put that on myself
I'm not tryna go to hell
But these haters want me there

Written by:
Nathaniel Clarke

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