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symba (us) - serve lyrics

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[verse 1]
my uncle ronnie was home all day he be trapping at night
i told em i want in he said no cause you might risk yo life
he slang behind the 7/11 that’s where them boys shoot dice
i hate that alley cause in 3rd grade them n#ggas stole my bike

he said ima start you out with weed so stay away from the white
and if yo momma find out ima whoop yo young ass twice
he told me watch for who you serve and keep them bois out yo business
because them same n#ggas you serving with end up as a witness

[pre#chorus]
ok now, that’s wassup
i get the rules, sign me up
first i get the money, then i get the power, then i get the girls now i’m up
if i go to jail, my girl post bail
then i’ll be right back in no time just like that
catch a case, i let my lawyer fight that
i’ll be ot tryna find a flight back

[hook]
i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

[verse 2]
sitting on the hood of this new drop i just bought
got sh#t cl!cking in my hood, product move round the clock
now these n#ggas looking at me like they want my life
these the same m#th#f#ckas that stole my bike

now i’m up a 100 grand and i feel like the man
i’m like 10 times richer than my first 10 bands
and my momma wanna know where i’m getting this cake
i told her momma don’t worry cause yo bills ain’t late

[pre#chorus 2]
now i’m up
rich as f#ck
pockets full
mattress stuffed
benz, beamer and a bentley truck
2 phones 1 just for the plug
2 girls just to count it up
got a stash house for the cash count
i turned my whole block to a grow op
now i can grow legal in this grass house

[hook]
i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

[bridge]
drug sales
crack fumes
liquid heroin bottles of perfume
i should probably go to church soon
or god gon make me leave earth soon
i should be washed in water
i served a lady with an infant daughter
i don’t know why i do what i do
yes i do
i do it for dollars

drug sales
crack fumes
liquid heroin bottles of perfume
i should probably go to church soon
or god gon make me leave earth soon
i should be washed in water
i served a lady with an infant daughter
i don’t know why i do what i do
yes i do
i do it for dollars

[hook]
i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

i’m tryna serve
n#gga where thee work

n#gga where thee work

n#gga where thee work

n#gga where thee work

n#gga where thee work

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