goonew - life story lyrics
[intro]
aye manny, this joint crank fool
johnny caravaggio
[chorus]
i was just down bad f+cked up, uh
went in the stu’ parked in and i lucked up
these n+ggas down bad these n+ggas f+cked up
walk in the trap and i got my lil’ bucks up
sh+t so crazy how these n+ggas switch up
time to go slide gotta load all the gl!cks up
all this ice on my neck had to bust my lil’ wrist up
’bout to get thirty pounds i ain’t doin’ no sit+ups
before all this rap everybody knew me
sellin’ that crack rock right in the street
got charged five bands for a motherf+ckin’ feat’
balenci’ my hoodie balenci’ my feet
remember them days my brothers couldn’t eat
now it’s just benihana when we feast
i really got k!llers to the [?] to the [?]
i’m big 64 n+gga from the creek
[verse]
cartier frames when i look
i be readin’ n+ggas like a book
i ain’t have my gun hit him with a hook
when n+ggas see me p+ssy n+ggas shook
my og taught me n+gga how to cook
how you lose thirty grams you a rookie
i need ten bands to get booked
if you got less than that you gettin’ jugged, uh
go to new york got stars in the wraith
hop out the car me and suave hit the bank
go to the hood get a young n+gga drac’s
[?]
don’t need no friends don’t need no fakes
’cause i already know these n+ggas gon’ hate
got blue hundreds now put that sh+t in they face
remember chazbandz told me young n+gga gon’ make it
uh, i’m a real young og no fakin’
teach all the young n+ggas get that paper
find you a lane and we gotta go take it
i ain’t [?] these n+ggas just hatin’
don’t f+ck with no pigs don’t f+ck with no bacon
12 hit the spot man this sh+t just got raided
fresh out the trap and this sh+t feel amazing
and i still got that crack like the motherf+ckin’ eighties
[interlude]
yeah, goonrich n+gga, yeah (uh)
and i lucked up
huh?
trap, oooh
go slide
[chorus]
i was just down bad f+cked up, uh
went in the stu’ parked in and i lucked up
these n+ggas down bad these n+ggas f+cked up
walk in the trap and i got my lil’ bucks up
sh+t so crazy how these n+ggas switch up
time to go slide gotta load all the gl!cks up
all this ice on my neck had to bust my lil’ wrist up
’bout to get thirty pounds i ain’t doin’ no sit+ups
before all this rap everybody knew me
sellin’ that crack rock right in the street
got charged five bands for a motherf+ckin’ feat’
balenci’ my hoodie balenci’ my feet
remember them days my brothers couldn’t eat
now it’s just benihana when we feast
i really got k!llers to the [?] to the [?]
i’m big 64 n+gga from the creek
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