Homes Ridge Crest Smokey City Evergreen What's Good I'll Shouts To the Whole Memphis Ten [Yo Gotti:] Dis fa my niggas who felt like (giving up) I feel
Dixies Homes Ridge Crest Smokey City Evergreen What's Good I'll Shouts To the Whole Memphis Ten [Yo Gotti:] Dis fa my niggas who felt like (giving up
m-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [Asher] Look Cause they don't care about us They just use us up Leave us in the dust And it roughs me up
I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [Asher] Look Cause they don't care about us They just use us up Leave us in the dust And it roughs me up
mood is right and the time is now And if you can't do it I'll show you how All you gotta do is get loose, let go Just spark up your shades, put your
back up Got my swagga back up I pick up to call you then I hang it back up Yeah , and imma get back to ?em To know a backstabber, you gotta turn ya back
when you lose a friend it's hard to handle the loss They do some bitch shit gotta give ya man a divorce End up watchin Friends like Joey, Chandler and
feeling nothing from the waist down Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up There's only one legend alive The rest you gotta dig up You acting like it'
I'm on the come-up Cause I pass the hitch-hikers, like I don't see 'em with they thumb up I just turn the system up and keep boppin I never get, where
All, even give up my street dream All, anything to have you on my team All, baby girl, I?d trade it all Even give up my good green All, and I?d give
don't care baby) All, baby girl I'd trade it all (I'd trade it, yeah) Even give up my good green All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (oh yeah)
: Uh, uh, yeah, uh-huh yeah, yeah, yeah [verse 1] Yo, I ain't got no reason to trick or spend Mami, I'm the reason the chicks begin cheesein' and snickerin
pure Dro up, Stroll the floor tore up The difference between Fab and ya'll, After I pick an auto up Every month I ain't gotta give more doe up Fuckin'
a vest Spit and tear up ya vest D-A double D for that dough Hit em' where it hurt most You niggas ain't comin' close I run up, gun up, hit you and ya
everything All, even give up my street dream All, anything to have you on my team All, baby girl I'd trade it all Even give up my good green All,
Yo gimme some fries and an extra large (Shake) Bitch hurry up, I'm late for this meeting I gotta (Shake) I'm in the McDonalds drivethrough about to roll up
hit you with the weapon Don't be spillin' liquor all over my shit, give me a second Shiiiit, anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up Let me [?] [
