8ight Lyrics

I can't go nowhere without my tool

I'm traumatized

My city real life Call of Duty

I be ten toes down don't need a crew

Don't keep people around me

Just a few

You ain't ever have to sleep on top a

Coat

You don't know about nights it was

Cold we was sleeping down on the

Floor

She don't know that her nigga be

Jamming my line he be texting

Good morning

They gone hate you when you pull

Up in a foreign

I ain't ever ran from shit bitch

How about you?

I was brought up around gorillas like

A zoo

Shut up all that wolfing

Hoop and howling

Hooty shoot

I'm certified to step on shot

You Rudy Pooh

I had to run up my bands

Thanking most high these blessings

Come ten fold

Make sure you keep yo grass cut

Lock your back door

Own family will back door you

Never lack

Keep your eyes open

Stack

Pray

Stay out the way

That's big facts

I don't want your nigga bitch he

Shih Tzu

Ain't shit little about me bitch I'm

Big Goonie

If you not getting your bag right

That shot for nincompoops

I can't fuck with you

Cause that shit dead

I'm still getting head

Twenties

Fifties

Hundreds

All about the Benjamin's

I had to cut some people off cause

They ain't mean me no good

Like Rocko said

They wanna see me fucked up

In the hood

That's why I can't go nowhere

Without my tool