Trouble Lyrics

I was married to the street where I came up as a youngin

Always shooters wit me and I keep about 100

Nigga fuck wit me I'm on your ass you'll be running

Niggas gossip like police that why I can't trust my brother

When it comes to bitches man I always keep rubber

Never rely upon nobody always take care of my mother

You don't want no trouble so don't come here wit that trouble

I'm a surburan nigga

When it comes to money Man I gotta get it

Bust a Ue if 12 come get us

Always wanted Gucci but I needed bread

First sneakers man I stole them shit

Try the jury I wanna see my kid

Shorty bugging fucking up my shit

Back to jugging tryna find a lick

Tell lil shorty u get off my dick

I'm just out here my own biz

Gotta keep it on me and it still make no sense

Na teach the youngin most them niggas left

I don't get tired I don't need no rest

Fuck

I was married to the street where I came up as a youngin

Always shooters wit me and I keep about 100

Nigga fuck wit me I'm on your ass you'll be running

Niggas gossip like police that why I can't trust my brother

When it comes to bitches man I always keep rubber

Never rely upon nobody always take care of my mother

You don't want no trouble so don't come here wit that trouble

I was held in booking

Over something stupid

Had to pled guilty but nigga didn't do it

Shorty talking crazy man these bitches foolish

I'm grinding everyday To keep on going

Fuck what hater say I told u this my moment

Stay up out my way before u get it homie

I'm tryna beat the case they got me here till morning

First day out and now I'm caught up wit a warrant

12 just bust the corner got my nigga bombi

Free my niggas all up in the county