Bonjour

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Written by ：TM88、Southside
I don't even wanna
Southside
Gang sh*t
Gang gang
8-8-8-8
It's five in the morning in this bit*h
Can't believe I made it
Used to wake up get faded
This Hollywood sh*t was foreign to me
Like I just hopped off the slave ship
These nig*as signing two million dollars 360deals
Getting on some slave sh*t
Popped out on the opps with the Glock
In my hand like it
I was on some brave sh*t
Me and lil'bro hop out blaze sh*t
We ain't need no special occasion
Now I go do two shows
And come home with 80this sh*t brazy
This street sh*t out here changing
Nig*as signing affidavits
Want beef with me
I'm supposed to be a street nig*a street nig*a
How I played it
I was on the block daily 'fore I got famous
77th to 79th Yates to Kingston it was our ranges
8A.M.we up on the way to target
Practice them was our ranges
Them lil'No Limit nig*as stay away from
They a*s dangerous
They don't need no aim they'll kill a stranger
We ain't shoot from no angle
Put that bit*h in your brain boy
Bang boy
Gang gang boy
Exotic pack new thing boy
It's going down in Illinois
Them boys shooting like Phillinois
Ballin'like Kobe
Herbo what you do
Get bored hit Saks spend 24
Swervo why you ain't got no feelings
'Cause I'm gangsta to the core
Perc'30make me fu*k 'til she sore
Gotta go get a Plan B from the store
'Cause I just had a lil'boy closet
Got more Gucci drip than yours
Keep at least a lil'50ball in the drawer
Withdraw 100deposit 4
Ain't gotta look over my shoulder no more
We went way way up on the score
My crib way way up on the floor
Like 50of them bit*hes above yours
And I get right off the plane hop
In the foreign bonjour
Pull up in a foreign bonjour
Who got a Bentley sprinter
I'ma take that bit*h on tour
Who got a new Draco
I'ma take that bit*h on tour
Just got a brand new money counter
I'ma take that bit*h for sure
They tryna ride my wave
They gon'take that bit*h to shore
I'm living thug life like 2Pac Shakur
Swervo you always rap about 2Pac Shakur
See you in the black Benz
I hope you got that Glock in yours
Nig*as ain't taking care of business you on top of yours
These hoes fu*king up they paper
They ain't stopping yours
Bought a portable studio
I'ma take that bit*h on tour
All these nig*as new sh*t trash
When you dropping yours
Everybody claiming they in they bag
When you gon'hop in yours
Oh you in the Jag'I ride G12
Fu*k is that a ford
Laughing at the rear view high speed with the Jakes
Fu*k is that a ford
Soon as we jumped on the E-way
They ain't even wanna chase no more
But I've been to the hood
They don't see my face no more
This sh*t got way too good to be true
I wasn't fighting the case no more
Fu*k would you do Chiraq ain't safe no more
Lost Cap I can't holla at my ace no more
Mad zips to the face no more
Had Porsches and outta court switch whips at Lakeshore
Seen what happened to that boy
I had to pour a four
Deuces wasn't doing sh*t for me no more
I had to pour a four
Sodas and juices wasn't doing sh*t for me no more
I had to pour up raw
That sh*t get the best of me
And I be riding snoring
Wake up think 'bout my dawgs
Next thing I know I'm dropping some more
I was 18riding foreigns bonjour
Fu*king cougars would've tried to
Put this di*k in some more
Still was fu*king bit*hes
My age might've put di*k in your daughter
Some days was broke as fu*k
No homo had my di*k in the floor
Had to get sh*t in order
30in the Ruger clip
I wish that bit*h had some more in there
VV's in the Dweller look like I hit that bit*h
In some water
BD GD Stone whatever
Get some money 'cause I ain't have a quarter
Long Live that nig*a Zack TV heard
He had a daughter
The police here ain't solving murders
This ain't Law and Order
Southside
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