CB5 - 6 Blunts lyrics

{Intro: Isaiah Bowers} Lost Legends You already know {Verse: Isaiah Bowers} Y’all ni**as know who it be I came from below I was deep I had the 44 in my jeans Just trynna roll down the street The police watching gang unit sending most ni**as to defeat But I’m in the whip 5% tint so they won’t notice it’s me Cause I’m slick like Rick ni**a Cashin in my chips ni**a I run with enough bread for 22 girls to have fun with And you see me ballin like 2-3 James or Jordan you choose But you know the rules come 4th quarter that’s when I win and you lose Blue strips like Blues Clues Bank account it got good news But sh*t it ain’t nothin I was born to ball Flyest ni**a coming out the Shaw My middle finger up fu*k thе law I’m lit as fu*k off the alcohol Gettin money tryna sеt the bar Respect The Real ni**a RTR {Verse: LijahT} Pull up and I hop out Young ni**a won't trip dumb ni**as get socked out Let me do my damn thing now babe you really wanna fu*k with a ni**a now Now I came in the game for the long run ni**as wanna hate bruh it's all good smoke up Pull up on the turf girl You know it's just all love You know T just got s*ut You know T just got plug You know me just floating up You ni**as coming from the east side bruh not the coast though So what’s it hitting for Yeah, yeah what it hitting for Real ni**as never bang in colors pull up on my block fosho Verse 3: UraelB} Man they pulled up on the block shooting shots I was 7 years old heard ‘em ringing from the house Hoping my older brother wasn’t just out and about I just started playing ball I just ran my first route Coach said it’s no ceilings Sky’s the limit Last night coulda been up in a cloud Mama like no not now Dudes active and packin’ We gone be actively packin’ Our ass across town away from these clowns But in the LAnd you can’t really escape it Midst of the doom you just bloom through the pavement That’s why crack everywhere Straps everywhere Gas in air Prolly thinking how the fu*k can you make it When the homie you grew up and was raised with Missing practice 'cause he wanna be dangerous And y’all league dreams starting to get tainted Cause he wanna be stuck in the matrix Where I’m from it’s about the red or blue And some gotta choose And you don’t wanna be a loner When dudes twisting and bending corners Like a Rubik’s cube End up on the news Leaking red now ya family blue Twitter read about it making post for you Story blew up so emotional Now you in the clouds way before you due