better hit the streetlight
we gorillas and lil whoadie go bananas
i swear i fell in love with beatin' down atlanta
we just wanna ball like rackets
have me shootin' at your basket
me and my niggas go to mackin'
me and my niggas need a fraction
i ain't make it to the funeral
i ain't make it to the wake
and i pour out a lil drank
for my whoadie in the grave
for my whoadie in the cage
niggas out here don't behave
niggas out here tryna get paid
niggas out here gettin' slayed
in the projects with my haitians
get exposed if you fakin'
don't you call a nigga fam 'cause we ain't no family
you better get a job or you better serve a fiend
need some money for your hoes
need some money for your weed
this right here the block life
nigga you was car hoppin'
that was way before lil ty
say he fuckin' with the new song and he played it ten times
every soul gotta get hurt
you get punted for that work
none of my niggas got a job but they still puttin' in work
nigga brother in a hearse
but i'm slidin' with the burner
make a wish like timmy turner
'cause i'm slidin' every corner
you ain't got it then shut up
i ain't even fuckin' snappin' if i wasn't 'bout them bucks
man these jits look like ducks but all them jits clutch
and i know a nigga feel me 'cause lil soldier got the touch
and i know they wanna kill me but i swear that i'm the one
it's a young soldier world
it's a young soldier world