John Lennon.
school the trap rolling yes bunking bunking street can i get some credit game nothing nothing
Nigga, get on your grind and stop petty hustlin'.
If your trap ain't hot, it ain't bunkin', bunkin'.
Burglar bars and cameras, how we hustling, hustling.
I can re-rock the weed, money doubling, doubling.
You a petty hustler, why doesn't another nigga say?
You a petty hustler, and I can't be around that.
Straight up petty ass niggas stay the fuck around me.
I got out my situation, now I'm about to sign me.
Everyday a little wish and now they free band around me.
You ain't even worth a ten, why the fuck you around me?
She said her baby dead, bitch you a petty.
I'm from Louisville, Mexico.
I ain't talking about Mexico.
I built my name on stretching dough like elastic.
I really made a couple million out plastic.
They hit me with the gang charge.
It's a petty case.
My name heavy in the streets.
Nigga, you fell the weight.
You never made it to a brick.
You moving petty weight.
Well, I like bricks a day.
They gone the same day.
Street, school, the trap, rolling, yes, bunking, bunking.
Street, can I get some credit?
Ain't nothin', nothin' Need it on your grind and stop petty hustlin'
If your trap ain't hot, it ain't bunkin', bunkin'.
Burglar bars and cameras, how we hustlin', hustlin'.
I can really rock the weed, money doublin' doublin' You a petty hustler, why doesn't another nigga say?
You better husband, I can't be around that street.
I'm in the West End getting lows up.
I steal a pair of J's and drop a hole up.
And I'm playing one time, I'ma go up.
I done got rich, I don't need to show up.
I can keep sipping, I won't even dose.
Niggas still living like I'm kicking dope.
We caught him slipping, had to wipe his nose.
I'm standing tall on a ten-toe.
I got some bros still selling lows.
Trying to wait motion, we switch hoes.
Know I done blew a meal on clothes.
Had to cut off my phone, yeah, trap keep on rollin', yeah, told them folks I'm gone Screw the trap, rollin', yeah, it's bunkin', bunkin'
Street, can I get some credit?
Ain't nothing, nothing.
Need it on your grind and stop petty hustling.
If your trap ain't hot, it ain't bunkin', bunkin'.
Burglar bars and cameras, how we hustlin', hustlin'.
I can really rock the weed, money doubling, doubling.
You a petty hustler, why doesn't another nigga say?
You a petty husband, I can't be around that street.
