what yall doin
Singer:migos
all the real niggas locked up in prison
most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
what y'all doin'? what y'all doin'?
gotta make a difference in your own hood
if my momma told me if i came up short it's all good
no i had to tell my mom sorry
i could picture me in that 'rari
after all the pain that we went through
i don't even wanna rewind it
free all my niggas went down in the system
send the green dot cause i miss 'em
can't believe the bullet hit him
sometimes a young nigga might wanna cry
but i can't let you niggas see it
it was in my soul takin' flats and gold
juugin' round the city for no reason
that's what a young nigga called it
what are you doin'? you had money
you had dreams on the court
all these niggas they stuck in the system
police keep killin' my people
trap on the block with the reefer
tryin' to count up the monifa
beating the pot i might sneak her
used to kick doors for new sneakers
can't trust no bitch cause the sneakin'
shoot through your back call you ricky
now i got riches so bitches they miss me
wanna know what you been doin' all this time
why you ain't got no money on your mind
we fall apart then we divide
fuck the police we might start up a riot
had to pay money for my nigga's funeral
that was my nigga we had so much unity
used to talk about a fuckin' rivalry
what about police that take a bribery?
they don't give a fuck about people in poverty
some of my niggas on the block right now
most of my niggas kick doors right now
run up on a nigga tryna rob
got a 100 round drum right now
judge don't drop the hammer down
i came a long way from that starter
i'm thanking god cause i never had to ride that marta
that nigga fresher than carlton
remember wanna be a monster
niggas playin' cops and robbers
ever since a youngin' i was a problem
i got your ho in my condo
my nigga we break it we split it
we takin' riches cause niggas jumpin' them fences