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Young Buck

Ten Toes Down

 

Ten Toes Down

(album: 10 Toes Down - 2017)


Ya, I know I've been blackballed
I know I've been hated on, shackled up on the bus
Real niggas make it home, hands still touching dust
Kush still getting blown, can't find a bitch I trust
Mama still need a home

I'm rollin looking for anything that did me wrong
Foul mouthed bitch took care ya child till the kid was grown
Broke ass niggas round me diggin tryna find a bone
I'm lookin at this yachtmaster like this the type of time I'm on
Fuck ya'll!

Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck em!

Ya, I know I've been blackballed
I know I've been hated on, shackled up on the bus
Real niggas make it home, hands still touching dust
Kush still getting blown, can't find a bitch I trust
Mama still need a home

I'm not wearing that shirt like Lil Uzi Vert
I'm drinking red right now but its usually purp
I'm getting my bread right now but I was confused at first
Niggas try to hide the one that really do's the dirt
I'm under the radar of niggas that really move the work
I pulled up and paid for every brick that I used to work
Bussing down every pound
Emptyin mine every round
Hit the road and run it up
Get a bag in every town
Real Niggas riding shorty yea we gon stand out
We do shit like bail our mans out
And hand back a handout
Stand tall through it all when everybody just done ran out
That's the reason why these 3 words are comin out my damned mouth
Fuck ya'll!

Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck em!

Ya, I know I've been blackballed
I know I've been hated on, shackled up on the bus
Real niggas make it home, hands still touching dust
Kush still getting blown, can't find a bitch I trust
Mama still need a home

Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas man, fuck em!

done

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