WXLF GXD - Thirteen lyrics

Oh my god Oh my god [Hook] Thirteen years old when I jumped off the porch Y'all was playing Playstation, I was playing with the torch You got a whooping with a belt, I was whipping with the fork I was trapping skipping school so I had to go to court Thirteen years old got down with the set Robbing n***as with the tech, myOG's smoking wet You was running on the court shooting shots at the net I was running up in spots with the Glock on Bissonnet [Verse 1] I was tweelve years old when the cops kicked the door Had the gun to my momma, baby sister on the floor Pops caught a fed case so the jury had to go Had to get the ten [?], and then I had the drum Had to show my brother how to trap and get dough Digiscale with the cup, we was bagging up the dro One year went by we was selling out the 'bo Had packs in our straps we was posted by the store To my big bro Tu, showed me how to get mo' When the weed got slow showed me how to whip the stone Microwave or the oven he ain't ever use the stove Showed me how to hit licks he a kick-door pro My cousin Steve Dolla showed me how to break a ho [?] That's a long time ago, finessing little convo She make dough pronto Robbing n***as, selling d** Getting money, all I know A lot of y'all bluffing, I'm pimping y'all cuffing Same b**h you be loving, be s**ing and f**ing She ain't got no money then we not discussing I'm shooting up n***as no fighting no fussing Seen n***as get k**ed over making a**umptions The pistol I'm clutching this gun ain't for nothing My mom know I'm evil, so she call me pumpkin Been f**ed up, corrupted since I was a youngin [Hook] Thirteen years old when I jumped off the porch Y'all was playing Playstation, I was playing with the torch You got a whooping with a belt, I was whipping with the fork I was trapping skipping school so I had to go to court Thirteen years old got down with the set Robbing n***as with the tech, my OG's smoking wet You was running on the court shooting shots at the net I was running up in spots with the Glock and Bissonnet [Verse 2] I was only thirteen when a n***a tried to jack I was trapping on a bike, it was for a 20 sack Sold the n***a through the gate, but I shouldn't done that He only gave me two dollars ran off with the sack n***a had me f**ed up so I came right back Everyday on his block posted in the cul-de-sac Ran up on the n***a shut him down took his packs Just pistol whip the n***a I didn't even shoot the strap Tall team du-rag, Astros fitted cap I was fighting in school everday I had SAC Couple years went by started busting off gats Had to move to Fort Bend didn't know how to act Everyday still came to the swat with the crips With Lyndo and little Jordan smoking dro hitting licks I was plotting everyday for a scheme to get rich [?]Big Madu and Ali made this Kream Clicc sh** Never switched up my clicque Never switched up my crips Every lick that we hit was quick cash just to flip Doing petty a** sh** on the dream to get rich Now I'm moving them bills just came from half a zip Never trust a dumb b**h don't put a** before chips You get k**ed if you slip keep that thing on your hip Side talk from your lip leave you dead in a ditch Went from robbing for chips now we robbing for bricks [Hook] Thirteen years old when I jumped off the porch Y'all was playing Playstation, I was playing with the torch You got a whooping with a belt, I was whipping with the fork I was trapping skipping school so I had to go to court Thirteen years old got down with the set Robbing n***as with the tech, myOG's smoking wet You was running on the court shooting shots at the net I was running up in spots with the Glock on Bissonnet