runnin from 1 time
bizzy bone
it's just my strap in our eyes
put that on young mind's eyes
forgot that the gun wasn't mine
forgot that the guns wasn't mine
make sure that it wasn't outdated
make sure that the watch wasn't plated
there's no place in this movie left there for you
little nigga don't oppose
the composer carry muskets 'cause i'm a soldier
it's just my strap in our eyes
put that on young mind's eyes
forgot that the gun wasn't mine
forgot that the guns wasn't mine
it's just my strap in our eyes
put that on young mind's eyes
forgot that the gun wasn't mine
forgot that the guns wasn't mine
coca cola this new generation now
smack the shit out my son if he wear a dress
daddy a thug and he young
cleveland is where we are from
momma would hand me the gun
catchin' these bitches that monetize
they are the culture vultures
evolution of seven you need to side
there's too many devils in hollywood
grab the bull by the horns when i take a ride
how could they sell they souls?
didn't they lose they bros?
what kind of a hood is you in?
what kind of weed you smoke?
how could they sell they souls?
didn't they lose they bro?
what kind of a hood is you in?
what kind of a weed do you smoke?
little nigga don't oppose
the composer carry muskets 'cause i'm a soldier
it's just my strap in our eyes
put that on young mind's eyes
forgot that the gun wasn't mine
forgot that the guns wasn't mine
it's just my strap in our eyes
put that on young mind's eyes
forgot that the gun wasn't mine
forgot that the guns wasn't mine