Philthy Rich - 59 To 79 lyrics

[Intro: Philthy Rich] Hey it's Philthy n***a Salute to all the real n***as Haah [Verse 1: Philthy Rich] Remember I used to live with my 3rd grade teacher Nowadays it's 5000 for a feature Keep the hammer on me like that b**h legal Foreign outside, I used to drive a Regal Caught a dope case and I set it down Caught a pistol case and I set it down Interrogation room, I never made a sound n***as from my hood'll find out and lock it down Old murder, never snitch, never cross your n***a My young n***as trigger happy, ready to of your n***a I watch a n***a whack somethin' then get back (?) came home, they did send flat Semen everywhere, I'm from a (?) with my co*k In a thick a** b**h but she can roll a blunt These n***as cuffin' these hoes, they can't control a s*ut Especially when a rich n***a like me rollin' up 5-0 tuned in, these n***as name droppin' All these n***as sneak dissin' since my name poppin' b**h I was in the hood, c**aine shoppin' All these Rollies bust down with c**aine diamonds Your foreign and my foreign ain't got the same options Forgiattos on that b**h got me lane hopping Just left the mall for a pair of red bottoms You was at the mall, n***a chain swapping Where I'm from, n***as die young I was one of them n***as outside young Been on the road too long, ain't been to the hood I'm like 5 dollars sure, b**h that money good Don't wear MCM but I'm your best M-C-M He three months late on his payments plus he leasin' them Free Jay Bay, he need money on his books So I'm taxin' n***as for these verses and these hooks Abusin' all this syrup got me gaining weight Bullets in my legs'll never fade away Pour up with my n***as, probably fade a A I'm a seminary n***a to my f**in' grave [Verse 2: G Herbo] Remember when I used to wake up sell a nickel bag Moms begging me to stop Say how she afraid I'ma end up in a box In the field tote a Glock See a n***a outside then we on the ops Same routine every day till everybody shot Anyway young n***a ever since I was 15 been f**in' on King 17 knew Straight A Just to pull up sh** n***a's face Keep a .40 still up on my waist And f** n***a play with No Limit we go shoot up the place Your b**h on my dick, won't let me f** her face 2016, young K, yeah who wanna race? With a 30k out for the f** up on my way to Chase Smoke an OG flyin' down the E-way pourin' 6s up Went like 6 months without the dream but I can't give it up Bloody red and easter pink, fall asleep every time I bring And I'm leanin' hard, no difference, we got the .40 inside my jeans I'm addicted to Promethazine (?) best of me [Outro: G Herbo] Hey, G Herbo 150 dream team b**h, you already know who it is man Shout out to my n***a Philthy, city to city