Bleu Huncho X Cash Chris - The System

Use to hope I get the bag and I’m the booth
Now I just hoping I don’t crash in the coupe
Miss og poon and I miss trulla duke
Why they have to take my hitter so soon
Wasn’t raised by a butler
I ain’t have a silver spoon
But now my money long
Yea it’s stacked to the roof
I’m a get off my ass let it blast let shoot
Blast his ass away yea real real far
Let me take you back
Yea back to the start
I was just rapping out of my brother car
See me on stage now ma I’m a star
Ain nobody think I was gone make it this far
I was just selling weed couldn’t
Even buy cigar
Now everybody speak
When I hop out the car
Hop out the lamb
Hop out like damn
Everybody knowing who I am
Cash chris
Damn I really miss him
Damn I really miss him
Every since a jitta bug
I been in that system
Damn I really miss him
Damn I really miss him
Yea they took my nigga
I just wish they took me with him
Come on bust at me
Im firing back
Find out where you hiding at
Come thru gang sliding that
Cant believe dude tried that
Free my niggas out that jam
I just want my guys back
Put my niggas in yhe dirt
pain I cant hide that
Insane where my mind at
Bang i got my nine pack
Dope game run it like track
You lame you can’t hide that
Bdm train you cant ride that
Jaybug Bdm the gang I co-sign that
Reminiscing on my niggas
damn mane i really miss ya
Look back at all our pictures
Really wish them bullets missed ya
Rolling blunts and facing swishers
For my fallen soldier victims
The ones in the grave and the ones in the system
Dam I really fucking miss em
Damn I really miss him
Damn I really miss him
Every since a jitta bug
I been in that system
Damn I really miss him
Damn I really miss him
Yea they took my nigga
I just wish they took me with him

Written by:
BRANDON PRINTEDD BRASWELL

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