AntDaDon - Corner Stores

If you opposition in these streets you gotta die
We all icy in this bitch but you know that we keep some fire
I never trust a ho cus bitches sneaky all they do is lie
I spot a set up miles away lil nigga yeah I know the vibes
Model bitches at the crib all you see is ass and thighs
I'm smoking and opps in a a pack everyday lil nigga yeah I'm fried
I'm multitasking with that choppa in the car that's how I drive
I hit a lick and fucked his bitch and now I'm feeling more alive
The trap bunking nigga yeah you know they constantly swinging doors
These bitches in and out the trap you know they coming out they clothes
Got me a thick lil bitch up in the kitchen whipping on the stove
I'm whipping swerving switching lanes up in this bitch just like it's stole
He lost his life trying to diss on Don that boy there kinda bold
They gave him smoke they let them shots off they went repo'd that boy Soul
I been the shit nigga, fuck it, they done put me in my mode
These chains on my neck I ain't tuckin nigga, reach and ima blow
Come get your bitch she don't want leave lil nigga come and get your hoe
I called the plug up it's like Christmas when he dropping off the bows
I used to be a Christian till I seen a pastor get some loads
We came up from the bottom nigga we was sleeping on the floor
Yeah hoe I got money on my neck just watch me glow
I'm just like IT to the opps out here, these niggas bout to float
Oh you a real nigga yeah I heard this shit right there before
We keep them sticks on us if we see a opp they know it's a go
I got some bands up out these streets I bet it on a ten or four
I saw my first ten bands and then I started itching for some more
I came up from the bottom serving nicks now we just slanging bows
I came up in that E we didn't have shit not even corner stores

Written by:
Anthony Maxwell

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