toohda band$ - never folded up lyrics
[intro]
(reuel, stop playing with these n+ggas)
[chorus]
i used to pray for the bag, now i’m blowin’ it
you don’t know i got it, when it’s problems, then i’m blowin’ it
hit a n+gga top with big chop, leave a hole in it
used to rob n+ggas for the ‘bows, hit the road with it
now we up in nieman’s spending pape’, people knowin’ us
you ain’t never pulled up to the trenches, you can’t roll with us
n+gga, you got diamonds on your wrist, you better hold it up
real solid n+gga to the core, never folded up
[verse 1]
you ever took a loss, then it hurt your soul?
asked my n+gga cheese for the sauce, hе told me, “hit that road”
i had to cut lil’ scoochie off ’cause hе broke that code
paranoid, i ain’t know his car, just shot my cousin lo
n+gga said f+ck my homie, got me in that mode
pull up to his block, i’m still sprayin’ when he hit the floor
took a gamble on my life just to get them ‘bows
i been sippin’ lean on the daily, i ain’t got no cold
wheeze a sleazy n+gga, keep it quiet, he’ll wipe your nose
we ain’t worried ’bout the net ’cause them n+ggas trolls
f+ck them n+ggas up the street, all them n+ggas hoes
real n+ggas know you faking ’cause them views low
[chorus]
i used to pray for the bag, now i’m blowin’ it
you don’t know i got it, when it’s problems, then i’m blowin’ it
hit a n+gga top with big chop, leave a hole in it
used to rob n+ggas for the ‘bows, hit the road with it
now we up in nieman’s spending pape’, people knowin’ us
you ain’t never pulled up to the trenches, you can’t roll with us
n+gga, you got diamonds on your wrist, you better hold it up
real solid n+gga to the core, never folded up
[verse 2]
yeah, you got diamonds on your wrist, you better hold it up
real solid n+gga to the core, i never folded up
every time i hit the county, never rolled it up
i got stacks in my pocket, i can’t fold ’em up
yeah, i’m on some new sh+t
keep on sneak dissin’, that’s gon’ get your whole crew hit
big forty+one, my pendants emerald, this my new kit
glock 23 with airholes, this my new bl!ck
i’ll turn a n+gga block into a news clip
big body benz, we roadrunnin’ in a cruise ship
my n+ggas ready for whatever, they’ll shoot sh+t
hme fod, don’t know no new sh+t
[chorus]
i used to pray for the bag, now i’m blowin’ it
you don’t know i got it, when it’s problems, then i’m blowin’ it
hit a n+gga top with big chop, leave a hole in it
used to rob n+ggas for the ‘bows, hit the road with it
now we up in nieman’s spending pape’, people knowin’ us
you ain’t never pulled up to the trenches, you can’t roll with us
n+gga, you got diamonds on your wrist, you better hold it up
real solid n+gga to the core, never folded up
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