Dreamville, Lute and JID - Ma Boy

With the sun in time for a draw
To hit a person in the morning
Don't secure in night or day
So when I lay me down, don't let me fade (look, uh, okay)

My boy (yeah), my boy (uh), my boy (uh)
I was at the BP with my boy (my boy)
Now it's Bentley GT with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (uh)
Spend EBT with my boy (uh)
Now I'm on BET with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (my boy)
My boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
I'm a G pushin' P with my boy (G pushin' P with my boy)
'Cause it's always GP with my boy (always GP with my boy)
My boy (uh), my boy (yeah), my boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
Throw a TD to my boy (score)
Now they wanna be me and my boy (yeah)
Boy, my boy, my boy (look, huh)

Boy, boy, that my brother, so play it cool
He a fool, a tool, a loose screw
Pickin' on me, ain't no pick and choose
Either way that you look, it's a lose-lose
Red eyes when the moon rouge
Screw juice 'cause we drug abused
For the trauma and trouble we thuggin' through
With the same niggas since duck, duck, goose, goose
Boy, I had to get the fuck up and move, then fuck up the rules
Been cut up and bruised too
The ugly wounds will soon turn beautiful
Trust me, people ain't pushin' no button, they pussy, my boy
They play the game, but it's rookie, my boy
Locked in chains, took my boy
You don't know how hard that we took it, my boy (yeah, uh)
So I wrote a hook for my boy (okay)

My boy (yeah), my boy (uh), my boy (uh)
I was at the BP with my boy (my boy)
Now it's Bentley GT with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (uh)
Spend EBT with my boy (uh)
Now I'm on BET with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (my boy)
My boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
I'm a G pushin' P with my boy (G pushin' P with my boy)
'Cause it's always GP with my boy (always GP with my boy)
My boy (uh), my boy (yeah), my boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
Throw a TD to my boy (score)
Now they wanna be me and my boy (yeah)
Boy, my boy (my boy), my boy, yeah

This life in me, not on me, my boy
Switchin' lanes in Miami, but I can see envy, my boy
Used to get out the dirt, so you know that shit hurt me, my boy
Young nigga fresh in the game, some things will just never change
You know that we ain't the same, you now how I got these stripes
They know I'm rooted in blood
Y'all just be lit off the hype, you know this really my life
I took a chance and landed, you just be rollin' the dice
My heart is as cold as Atlantic, I just be drippin' in ice
I've been that guy since I landed, you know a real one in sight
You know that this wasn't handed, you know this really my life (look, uh, okay)

My boy (yeah), my boy (uh), my boy (uh)
I was at the BP with my boy (my boy)
Now it's Bentley GT with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (uh)
Spend EBT with my boy (uh)
Now I'm on BET with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (my boy)
My boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
I'm a G pushin' P with my boy (G pushin' P with my boy)
'Cause it's always GP with my boy (always GP with my boy)
My boy (uh), my boy (yeah), my boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
Throw a TD to my boy (score)
Now they wanna be me and my boy (yeah)
Boy, my boy (my boy), my boy, yeah

Written by:
Asheton Hogan, Benjamin Wilson, Destin Route, Feliciano Ecar Ponce, Harissis Tsakmaklis, John Welch, Jorge Miguel Cardoso Augusto, Luther Nicholson, Luzian Gregor Tuetsch

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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