motherland

Lyrics
[Intro] Okay! I've never even been to Saks! I've never been to- [Hook] It get nasty in the trenches It get nasty in the jungle (Okay!) You had that bag, but you fumbled We got them sticks, nigga, like it's West Africa Whole gang blicked, we comin' after ya I ain't from here, I'm from the motherland (Okay!) Oh, he think smart, he got the upper hand You gon' stay little if you don't expand If I- if I tell it to you, you won't understand Gimme all yo shit, nigga, on command (Okay!) I ain't Martin, but I had a dream I ain't wanna follow shorty, so I took her self-esteem FN- FN pistol get to bussin' I can't front no morе, I really done came from nothin' [Verse] Had to movе a couple niggas out my way 'cause they strugglin' And I told that pussy nigga watch yo tone, who the fuck he cussin'? Niggas turnin' fake That's a thot, I ain't take her on a date I see 12, nigga, then I'm jumpin' gates With a freaky ho, we fuck to Kevin Gates I'ma- I'ma- I'ma snake that nigga if he run up on me She got bad vibes, she can't come up on me And she smack her pussy, sound like macaroni I was down bad and shit, by my lonely But I turned to thr33, I'm the one and only I ain't want that bitch 'cause she fuckin' bony When I touch some bread, it's a testimony I'm the top tier, you can stay below me Bro, you, you... caught me at Saks? Caught me at Saks? I'm- (Okay!) [Hook] It get nasty in the trenches It get nasty in the jungle (Okay!) You had that bag, but you fumbled We got them sticks, nigga, like it's West Africa Whole gang blicked, we comin' after ya I ain't from here, I'm from the motherland (Okay!) Oh, he think smart, he got the upper hand You gon' stay little if you don't expand If I- if I tell it to you, you won't understand Gimme all yo shit, nigga, on command (Okay!) I ain't Martin, but I had a dream I ain't wanna follow shorty, so I took her self-esteem FN- FN pistol get to bussin' I can't front no more, I really done came from nothin' [Outro] It was hard times, but a young nigga always make a way Nigga- nigga, it's a struggle, I was thinkin' what my meal for the next day (Gang, gang) I been sayin' free my brothers 'cause they locked up in the county (Gang) If a nigga put some bread on yo head, okay, that's a bounty (Gang) Okay!
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- thr33