
nuk - spot life lyrics
[intro]
(damjonboi)
[verse 1]
only wins and losses, only dreams of bein’ bosses
barely scammed, it started ‘016 with three in boston
it’s a double charge, ’cause if we buy a brick, we gon’ assult it
trap n+gga, how i’m reachin’ fans that’s in milwaukee?
young n+gga connected to the south, it’s like i’m argentina
boy, i got b+tches dancin’ on dog like they ballerinas
all day we baggin’ up packs, we set up out in phoenix
take my n+ggas out the trap and go and rock arenas
i go out of town, it take me thiry days to get some chick
how you trappin’ hard? it took you thirty months to get a kit
if me up in the road make ’em mad, this sh+t gettin’ tense
only buyin’ hollows for my gun to put ’em in this ‘fit
[chorus]
two hundred fifty for the brock, a hundred fifty for the rock
been gettin’ high all year, we poured up sixteen hundred pops
i’m gettin’ fifty for the blues, i spend a thousand every shoot
boy, the ride twenty hours, what you gettin’ if it’s you?
seen my dogs on gangland, i still got the same mans
they ain’t tryna gang fight, all the opps got gray sights
i grew up on adan land where the trenches shape man
stuffin’ hoes to go buy j’s, but don’t wear no name+brand
[verse 2]
you got some l’s and ain’t scared of the drive, we in business
i can show you how to pimp your ride, but not xzibit
clio call, i gotta get ’em right, that’s how i’m feelin’
take my time, i gotta mix it right ’cause he a critic
how you say you trappin’ in the bity and don’t know tony romes?
my uncle got a gnat, he know parole, he did thirty strong
he can show you how to be a man, how to face your sentence
i’ve been takin’ babies out of b+tches, but this not a clinic
found all the n+ggas smokin’ dope and blew the block down
boy, don’t hit the ‘net with all that cheese, just hold the spot down
i’m probably the reason why you young n+ggas buy beans now
i was sellin’ dog, you was tryna scratch a green dot
[chorus]
two hundred fifty for the brock, a hundred fifty for the rock
been gettin’ high all year, we poured up sixteen hundred pops
i’m gettin’ fifty for the blues, i spend a thousand every shoot
boy, the ride twenty hours, what you gettin’ if it’s you?
seen my dogs on gangland, i still got the same mans
they ain’t tryna gang fight, all the opps got gray sights
i grew up on adan land where the trenches shape man
stuffin’ hoes to go buy j’s, but don’t wear no name+brand
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