Say HurtMurt - Wake Up (Outro)

Yeaaa Prodigy Damn
This Notta Elm Street Its Nightmare on Guily Ave Yaddigg Wake Up
Im fucking wit this beat this bitch bump issa cranking hard
The bass hitcha body like a 50 n way she shake the car
caliber bruh dumbass just said kayllee bar
Issa nightmare on guilford nigga you won't make it far
Tryn be the richest person I know and then raise the bar
Good and bads been thru up and downs still ain break apart
Gone be here A while cus we sturdy like A 80s car
Ima hustler Finna cope 10k beans for my auntie car
I hate how beans punch Ya stomach up they just made me fart
Can't cope what I cope shittin on you like you made me fart
Tired tellin folks back then wasn't personal just played the part
Just be glad we ain't do the shit again but don't make me start
Bro ain hitta juice inna while this time it may be par
We opps but you use to ride our dicks that's the crazy part
Issa lie if I said we was stunting yall I can't say we are
If you wasn't gonna spin the block dog the fuck you say it for
Got some sub 16 glocks 22s and some navy r's
Linked up wit mako cash made a play inna stu making bars
Nessy talk the plug like one nem bitches that be faking orgs
I'm blowing cherry pie why I caught dog huffin bacon corn
Dog if you don't got no cake the fuck you caking for
I pray I do what I'm spose to for I face the lord
I Hope I don't change the score
I hit it once was the ball game what got into her
Damn I can't hit it again I won't enter her
Getting mad cus gang built to win folk Whatchu hating for
Hit up big bucks on the low end finna hang wit bro
Hang wit big Ox but they don't do no staining tho
Broke sometimes running thru cars only got change and ports
I was never rich so don't ask me what I'm changing for
3 years ago I couldn't get a front for a eighthy folk
Some years ago my unc gotta attempted murder and he 84
That's why I said you gotta watch what you say to folk
Pulled up on the socket wit 60 hundred got to raining bows
And it was 6 diffy colors under the rainy bow
They saw us run up 60 so I'm guessing that what made em soar
Now tell me how the fuck you can't do that I'm not better or more
I rate my taurus 2nd gen 1 and the barrett's a 4
I won't even rate the springfield hell go send him home
Ran it up a lil los said keep hustling like sweat some more
Mama feel it to say when you blow don't forget yo folks
And y'all came up together so if they fall pick up yo bros
You the type to lie when folk bring around to get a pour
Let's get this shit moving
Get them in and get them off again hefty movements
I don't lie a lot but I still do I'm not harry truman
Member use to post out fairfield where we was hooping at
2 years later running round the hood with some stupid straps
How you gone expect to off at us and we don't shoot you back
2 years ago shot at us popped dog at 2 and a half
Probably thought we wasn't really right with yo assuming Ass
And nah I don't bang Nigga I'm so cool wit that
Big bucks the only nigga I know set it off wit a who is that
And shout out brodeo he threw some ps I just threw it back
I know we got some niggas feeling shitty wit they poopy ass
Wit yo stupid ass
Best know ill give it to You for 3 if I get 2 a bag
Now who's doing that
Said you was getting pap money but how true is that
Who's proven that
You got buku sacks
When you pop out do you got the bitches saying who is that
And how cool is that
They just poof the bag
Wit yo goofy ass
Wit yo stupid ass
Yous a killer why you shoot up in the air who you shooting at
You spose to give out headshots not no pooping bag

Written by:
Curtis Robinson

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