Schoolboy Q - JoHn Muir lyrics

Bellin' through the mothaf**in' street, y'all Never had a mothaf**in' weed card I'm down to flatline a n***a, never been soft Bellin' through the mothaf**in' street, y'all Bellin' through the mothaf**in' street, y'all I was thirteen with my mothaf**in' heat, y'all n***a caught cases tryna take your f**in' screen off I could put your f**in' life on the recall, uh, yeah Lookin' for the b**hes with the a** Got an ice chain 'cause a n***a gettin' cash Three different pagers blowin' up because I'm crackin' Tryna turn a dollar to a million, ho, what's happenin'? O-orange laces, for my shoestrings Pistol on me, dunk this in her g-string Ridin' in my mothaf**in' Coupe-Ville Hoover with my mothaf**in' locs, steel Fig side n***as keep a dope fiend Ghetto bird, hit a kil', I ghetto hoop dreams Tryna strike me out before I finish school I was just a square n***a 'til I took my 52, oh, yeah, ayy Bellin' through the mothaf**in' street, y'all Bellin' through the mothaf**in' street, y'all We love, we go We rise, we go Our pride, we show We love, we go Bellin' through the mothaf**in' street, y'all Tryna get this mothaf**in' weed off Gang injunctions tell me where we can't go Shoot me in my back because my afro Heard I got a stripe on my record then it's true Cops effin' at my record, never told 'em what I knew I was in my n***a car garage, yeah, I'm tryna shoot I was out here sellin' dope at 14, what it do? I was out here f**in' hoes at 14, what it do? I was ditchin' cla**, fifth grade, yeah, I'm Groovy Q Ain't no biggy when the small n***a rob, gimme loot Pop a n***a on his mom's porch, k** his brother too n***a lost his first fade nine years after school n***a tryna get the Js, blue Chucks sick as flu Runnin' from the crash unit like my name was State Farm On my n***a's handlebars tryna get our groove on, yeah Bellin' through the mothaf**in' street, y'all Bellin' through the mothaf**in' street, y'all We love, we go We rise, we go Our pride, we show We love, we go