Young Bleed - The Day They Made Me Boss lyrics

Artist: Young Bleed Album: My Balls and My Word Song: The Day They Made Me Boss Hey dog, you know who this is right? It's that G street sh** n***a you know what I'm talkin about Come on Southside, n***as make that money Make that ah ah Northside, n***as make that money Make that hah Eastside n***as make that money Make that ah ah Westside n***as make that money Make that Live life in legacy is my destiny n***a fo sho You know I'd rather take it slow doe Hoppin out the four door Ride Dramatized off in this game but it ain't no disrespecting myself So it ain't no disrespectin my game Can you hear me meng? Better watch where ya walkin if you talkin that sh** Especially if you counterfeit f** around and get your wig split Tryna dig sh** But really I ain't no murderer But hear me when I say n***a I ain't never heard of ya Full of that weed I get to bellin on the block Doin bout fo-five Takin nathen from none a yall So you know I ain't no jive n***a that's my mentality Whut Don't catch no casualty n***a cause in reality Whut It's bout a salary n***a I'm from a town called fresh Off your motherf**in a** Steady mobbin to the gunblast Take a turn in my way See me playin wit my A.K And smokin on some hay on Valentine's Day n***a hah hear me say whut (Chorus) Steady mobbin cool as Clyde With my thang right by my side Suggesting ya'll put down your pride Cause only playa hatas die And ain't no love for the other side So ain't no way I'mma let it ride I-oh I oh I ( x2) n***a come get some bump and put yo mug on and b**h meng Playa hatas gonna get served when I put my gloves on now get right When you interfere in my zone get caught up in a rapture You can't capture the kick crime bones and slap it ask hops Traveling through the hearts of men I can see all the sin we in Some of ya'l gonna pretend To the end and back again So it ain't no friends Hey now That's why I don't play nah You gonna hear a n***a say hah Give a f** about none of ya'll Give a f** about one time That's why I stay high till I die Steady countin my fetti Little n***a nuts to finally got heaven See me walkin wit a cowgirl don't know down to eleven To the back of a chevy Ready or not here I come So can I be the chosen one Noddin like a poppa don Click gettin ready to drop the bomb Booya bam you were here me say damn Steady walkin and talkin in the silence of the lambs And I cram to understand With a pistol in hand Impress another k**in clan Tryna figure how a n***a just could k** a man Maybe cause he ain't feel the man My n***as got me trippin off the sh** they play in my head Fatal visions of that infrared n***a crucified on the cross In the land of the lost And resurrected On the day they made me boss in this motherf**er (Chorus) God bless the child that hold his own on the microphone Home alone and name is Corleone Tryna get it before its gone Hoppin in the cadillac broham And I'm on in time Feelin like the world is mine Single handedly on the grime Tryna stay away from one-time Don't mind but a gotta figure All these years if I pull this trigger With n***as chestin up like their nuts got bigger Cause b**hes still hollerin thugs and my n***as Fore score about 24 years ago just a pimp ho Momma told me how the game go And it's still the same skinny n***a lookin for the rainbow To the top of the world if you ain't afraid n***a let's get paid Hear me holler f** em all If they b**h made Switchin like switch blade Hey naw that's why I don't play now You'll hear a n***a say hah Give a f** about none a ya'll Give a f** about one time That's why I stay high till I die Come back again to the hearts of men no longer living in sin Still smokin my weed sippin on a half pint of gin With a devilish grin JD's revenge In the lap of luxury It ain't no touchin me ho b**h f** wit me On the day they made me Boss in this motha-f**a