[Chorus: Nafe Smallz]
They from the corner, you don't know when they gon' creep up
I lost my niggas, since then, I ain't been sleep much
But if I hear you got that patty, you can eat up
[Chorus: Nafe Smallz]
They from the corner, you don't know when they gon' creep up
I lost my niggas, since then, I ain't been sleep much
But if I hear you got that patty, you can eat up
And to my lil' nigga, I ain't no preacher
Before these bitches get this money, don't please her
I'm on the strip, dodgin' all the [?] trucks
And free my niggas that ordered that police cop
I'm smokin' flavours, [?]
[Verse 1: Mastermind]
I had to put the, on the wave time
Hoes on space time
Six figure nigga
Chain on me when I stage dive
I stay runnin' up these cheques on my day grind
And I'm never switchin' up sides, I make the same slides
I'm with the canines
We ain't on no playtime
Shoppin' with my son, I gotta keep it on my waistline
Eat it, I never eat it if she ain't mine
Deep shit but they don't deep it until the grape size
Song shit, I put my whole soul into it, baby
Progress, I trust the process, where it gon' take me
So stressed, I went from homeless to gettin' paid, G
Outside, we did frontline when shit's crazy
I didn't wanna hurt anybody but you made me
Life in these streets can turn a boy brazy
She sent me nudes like she workin' for a page three
I get this cake like my first name [?]
[Chorus: Nafe Smallz]
They from the corner, you don't know when they gon' creep up
I lost my niggas, since then, I ain't been sleep much
But if I hear you got that patty, you can eat up
And to my lil' nigga, I ain't no preacher
Before these bitches get this money, don't please her
I'm on the strip, dodgin' all the [?] trucks
And free my niggas that ordered that police cop
I'm smokin' flavours, [?]
[Verse 2: Chip]
They from the corner, you don't know when they gon' creep up
That's why my niggas toastin' every time we meet up
Man, I been rappin' so long, should put my feet up
But would the game be the same without me? Huh
Manny gyal, I'ma answer, and love her
She just want a London boy on top of covers
Told shorty we can't, we can't be lovers
Tryna feast, so give me brain, I got no rubbers
Labels, you don't know 'bout [?], my G
That's no Cali, he got bum man G
Weed in plus, plus the alcohol, yeah, I'm lit, bro
Hayfever lung kills my nose, I don't flick up
Northside, Chippy grow up in the tough hood
So every time I hear a youngin' die, I touch wood
More money, more gyal, more peace in life
My girl massagin' my sheets tonight
[Chorus: Nafe Smallz]
They from the corner, you don't know when they gon' creep up
I lost my niggas, since then, I ain't been sleep much
But if I hear you got that patty, you can eat up
And to my lil' nigga, I ain't no preacher
Before these bitches get this money, don't please her
I'm on the strip, dodgin' all the [?] trucks
And free my niggas that ordered that police cop
I'm smokin' flavours, [?]