In My Section
(JD on the track)
Tell em label me a real one
Tell em label me a real (Ayy)
Tell em label me a real one
Tell em label me a real one
Tell em label me a real one
(Boy50)
Oh, oh, throwin all them shots like I didnt catch it
Put a ****** on that **** around that Glock , theyll know Im well protected
Youngest thuggin in my section
And they gon rock out with that Calico for that Smith and Wesson
Durk told me treat the rap game like the **** game
They throwin so much dirt, they done covered up my whole name
This that straight drop, scrape the pot, pure *******
This that straight drop, scrape the pot, pure **** ***
What the world comin to?
N1ggas tellin on they partners, why the fxck they break the rules?
Convicted felon grippin on this chopper, I might make the news
I gave up every cent and fxckin dollar, I done paid my dues
A-B-C-D, fxck it man, Im past due for a W
Upside down, Ima stack them Ms
Ballin so hard, I might break the rim
Cant fxck with yall n1ggas, yall fxck with them
You shouldve known better, its up with them
Ive been grippin them Glocks with Bob and Tim
Lil Zane my n1gga, made it far with them
Say she showin the set, we mobbin him
I dont ever hear a rat, not involved with him
She wrote my name on her photo
I got my game from the olders
I got the world on the shoulders
I got this girl on my shoulders
I pour the drank in peach soda
I pour my pain in peach soda
I think my heart gettin colder
I swear its hard to be sober
Oh, oh, throwin all them shots like I didnt catch it
Put a ****** on that **** around that Glock, theyll know Im well protected
Youngest thuggin in my section
And they gon rock out with that Calico for that Smith and Wesson
Durk told me treat the rap game like the **** game
They throwin so much dirt, they done covered up my whole name
This that straight drop, scrape the pot, pure *******
This that straight drop, scrape the pot, pure *******
That brand new Hellcat go real fast, I know you hear the motor
And they say God give his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers
See I got b1tch problems, Jaiden like a parrot on my shoulder
Plus I got rich problems, its a couple n1ggas say I owe them
Standin on the corner , selling yay, yeah it was hard work
Drop down to my knees every night, had to pray, had to put God first
Last time I faced the main reason why my heart hurt
Brought the neighborhood to the stage, damn, look how God work
I swear I had to start first
He tryna grind, he tryna shine, but he dont fear the trap
I lost my mind, I had to snap back like a fitted cap
And they claim they showin love but I really dont feel none
Before its all done, they gon label me as a real one
Oh, oh, throwin all them shots like I didnt catch it
Put a ****** on that **** around that Glock, theyll know Im well protected
Youngest thuggin in my section
And they gon rock out with that Calico for that Smith and Wesson
Durk told me treat the rap game like the **** game
They throwin so much dirt, they done covered up my whole name
This that straight drop, scrape the pot, pure *******
This that straight drop, scrape the pot, pure *** ****