Sixteen

(album: 1 Way Out - 2019)

At sixteen had a Glock
Seventeen, homies dropped, yeah
I gotta get up in my dreams, I ain't lost
I chase green like a boss and I get cheese, no deposit, yeah
I done put them G's up on my jeans and my socks
I was just a teen on the block, in these streets, yeah, it cost, man
On the block, I was riding, bullets popping, yeah, no dodging
Now I'm loving all this money, and I came up off of nothing
Dark night, couldn't see shit, now my days sunny

Always tell me that they loved me, paranoid, ain't no cuffing
'Cause I came up from the basement, now my pockets hunting, yeah
I was struggling, I was bugging, I was living with my cousin
Holla Maja 'cause he don't sell my soul, no Illuminati, yeah
I been sleeping at the trap, ain't got time fronting new clothes
Riding around in the Rolls, we blowing gas, I'm talking smoking Ghost
I might head up to the coast, I'm just tryna see some more
Baby girl, she love my lingo, she wanna talk some more
Brazy chain, bling on like woah
Ain't no red light, I just see the green then I go
Mama told me slow down, fourteen, here I go
Shit got real, I seen shot, fifteen, here I go
I'm still saving for a Mas', yeah

At sixteen had a Glock
Seventeen, homies dropped, yeah
I gotta get up in my dreams, I ain't lost
I chase green like a boss and I get cheese, no deposit, yeah
I done put them G's up on my jeans and my socks
I was just a teen on the block, in these streets, yeah, it cost, man
On the block, I was riding, bullets popping, yeah, no dodging
Now I'm loving all this money, and I came up off of nothing
Dark night, couldn't see shit, now my days sunny

Had to starve, boy, I was complaining
There was enough time to fix it
I was down, man, for so long
Now I'm going up like my digits
Life's two much in the streets, they miss me
Had no love from my sisters
Writing a check, oh I kept fighting
Gave a buck to my sisters
Never gonna stop until these hunnids reach the ceiling
Yeah
I got problems in the hood, I see they needy
They not ride-or-die, yeah, my vision's turning 3D
I still hear them sirens, gotta stay up out here feeding
I be honest 'bout my friends, they tryna envy
I'm counting double digits 'cause I'm tired of stacking pennies
Who's gonna hold it down when shit get real, niggas hate me
Where I'm from niggas junk, this music came to save me, yeah, yeah

At sixteen had a Glock
Seventeen, homies dropped, yeah
I gotta get up in my dreams, I ain't lost
I chase green like a boss and I get cheese, no deposit, yeah
I done put them G's up on my jeans and my socks
I was just a teen on the block, in these streets, yeah, it cost, man
On the block, I was riding, bullets popping, yeah, no dodging
Now I'm loving all this money, and I came up off of nothing
Dark night, couldn't see shit, now my days sunny

Always tell me that they loved me, paranoid, ain't no cuffing
'Cause I came up from the basement, now my pockets hunting, yeah
I was struggling, I was bugging, I was living with my cousin
Holla Maja 'cause he don't sell my soul, no Illuminati, yeah