Drumma Boy - My Shadow lyrics

Fifty thousand dollars all in the air and sh** Brick Squad, dope boi, and the money man GUCCI! [Verse 1] I'm a so Icey veteran so you can't say beginners luck All my boys tote choppaz so your best bet robbin' armored trucks Georgia boys don't give a f**, we'll jack you then we'll tie you up 50-50 chance that we'll trick you if you shop with us Boulder crest so dirty dirty, zone six boys tote thirty thirties Glock 9 under Falcon jerseys make you need some plastic surgery Bandana under my eye, hat so low can't see my face And if you got them cake to bake then Gucc might do a home invasion Hi my name is Gucci Gucci meet my homeboy Mackie Slug Sawed-off AR pulled out shorty you know I got extra slugs Black T still on when I mob, black lugz still on when I walk Black pistol 23 my n***a he'll think thats my second job [Hook] I walk around the city like, it don't matter The earth my turf nobody tries me cause they know better So save the chit chatta I'm too deep you boys shallow I run 4 deep me and myself and I and plus my shadow Shadow, my shadow, hold me down for whateva Even if I tried my best I couldn't run from my shadow So no matter, how wealthy that I get he's not jealous So when I have no one to talk to, I talk to my shadow! [Verse 2] Yeah I'm thorough, under my polo, I'm out on promo Got these tear drops, under my izzeye, don't make it one more And I had kilos, one for like 2-0, that was 0-4 I had drizzo, you bad da smizzo, but keep it low though Don't tell the po-po, I'm friend with fizzo, cause thats a no-no Smokin' guido, me and my vatos, but you's a bozo I'm pa**in' low yo, down to La Plizzo, this sh** like Wayco I got candy paint on my '74, your sh** from Maaco And off the tizzop, connect the dizzots, I'm building legos Ran the tizan just like them waffles, I call them eggos I got hundreds, all in my pocket, a stupid bank roll If ya try me, coroner gon' wrap you, up like an egg roll [Hook] [Verse 3] Bricks, all white bricks Corner-boy I probably sold more rocks than a rock pit Tryin' to fill my shoes is like an armless man with chops sticks Got a dark brown soft top bentley chocolate I'm so mach 6, homeboy you so not sh** Playin' free can't come touch me cause you're not it I'm on fire steaming hot, I can boil grits Jet-Li with the shoes, Gucci rockin' new kicks ATLiens baby girl let's have a moon day Got 8 bedrooms I'm dying for a roommate I was home schooled, I didn't have a schoolmate Psych! I went to trap school 60K in 12th grade I'm a millionaire but self-made wealth craze Like a junkie cravin' bricks so I'm in kitchens all day I'm a millionaire but self-made wealth craze Like a junkie cravin' bricks so I'm in kitchens all day SKRRRR! [Hook]