They Don't Lyrics

They don't really feel these Beats just how I do

They ain't really in these streets thats how I move

If you really love ya hood then get it tattooed

Yea, my nigga doing time he ain't a bad dude

All they show us in the Ghetto is the bad news

I was taught early on that the cash rule

Don Perrión, hit me up on the hit up on the Apple

Makin' my way from a play down at Atwells

Trap by myself cause you niggas tattle tale

I got the juice mix it in Ginger Ale

Demons were Angels right before they fell

I prefer cash, but, fuckit, ill take Zelle

I got the gas and dammit that shit smell

Give it to me, I Guarantee that it sell

I keep giving em bars like im locked inna cell

They keep stealing my sauce, I just hope that it help

Only 2 destinations are Heaven or Hell

And my whole generation lost in the matrix

Bishop speak facts you can add me to yo playlist

When I get the bag, ill get me a couple Acres

Somewhere ducked off in the Mountains of Jamaica

Quick to cut chu off if you ain't about ya paper

Carry all this weight — some-times its like an Anchor

Roll another blunt and then I bottle up my anger

I will never stop until I hit em with a banger

Yea, I really rap, these niggas posin' for the cameras

He a fitted cap — Ain't no way that he a gangster

I will not stop until they play me out in Asia

Southeast shawty can you tell me what yo name was?

Big soft lips and I bet the pussy A1

If you got a problem. Then you niggas needa say sum

Imma keep it real — til my mothafuckin' day come

They don't really feel these Beats just how I do

They ain't really in these streets thats how I move

If you really love ya hood then get it tattooed

Yea, my nigga doing time he ain't a bad dude

All they show us in the Ghetto is the bad news

I was taught early on that the cash rules

Use to wanna rock the crooks and the castles

You could put me on the road and I travel

I can do it on my own if I have to

Makin plays on my phone like its causal

If you really love ya hood then get it tattooed

Northside I was raised up in Manton Avenue

Courtside - pass it to my mans like an alley oop

Porsche 911, in the valley down to Malibu

"You did it by yoself — lil' nigga im so proud of you"

Buy yo mom a house

All them chains got no value

If you ain't got no fans — how the fuck you drop an album?

If you feel every word

Go ahead - turn up the volume

Cus they dont really feel these beats just How I do

They aint really in these streets thats how I move

If you really love ya hood then get it tattooed

All my niggas know the Mothafuckin' cash rules

Sophomore imma serve you in the bathroom

Concords on my feet, hit the apple