PRODUCT OF 990 Lyrics

But I was raised on the West, ox ave to be exact.

Gueler was the first nigga to influence my fresh

Moment of silence to honor my granny death

Thinking bout engraving 990 in my flesh

Lost so many loved ones I'm no longer scared of death

Showing up to funerals, Remi's scent on my breath, damn

I need a hug, 990 was the hub

Holidays I dip off with face and d black

Roll up the bud, we was young bloods

Coming back higher than gas prices

If one of us get in the squable, fuck it, we all fighting

we was raised like that

All my cousins, my brothers, just know I love ya

If a nigga ain't rocking with you for me, then its fuck him

amnesia when questioned by Cops, I don't know nothing

Riding around with two with a toaster hot as an oven

Say a prayer for my city, we been going through it

How we let this fucking sucka do a mass shooting?

40 dead from a blizzard

You wouldn't understand if you ain't live here

You ever see five feet of snow?

Niggas get to lootin that's the only lick they know

When you hungry, no resources, your morals get low

Survival of the fittest, we don't make excuses, we just get it

I swear you make it here, you make it anywhere

i was born, a city they call buffalo

zero degrees below, just a cry of pity

On the East Side, where i started slangin

On the corners hanging, out with al the hoodlums.

I was born the city they call buffalo