G-Money
Yeah
Yeah
Oh
I gotta keep my head on my shoulders
Came up out that field, mama know she raised a soldier
I keep it kosher, show no emotions
All of this pain and love and devotion
Got a few homies, they waiting on the motion
I be on dill, I still keep it kosher
Now they got me on the posters
I've just been grindin', I gotta stay focused
All of my niggas, they loaded
'Member them days I was ridin' in a Focus
Trappin' on the backstreet
Got the chopper riding with me on the back seat
Pull it out and then they running like a track meet
He having pressure, p***y nigga ain't even at me, yeah
Gotta feed my faculty
I ain't used to have shit and now they after me
We got no limit like Master P
Came straight from the bottom
No ain't no toddler but I might got me a bottle
Ever since a youngin I was fuckin' on a model
Head Crip but I got snakes all on my collar
They know I'm with all the problems
Pockets, they filled up with blues
He wanna play, put him right on the news
I'm a young boss, I done paid all my dues
Niggas be watching my moves
They know I be rocking these jewels
I'ma just take 'em to school
How that's your main bitch? She sendin' me nudes
I gotta keep my head on my shoulders
Came up out that field, mama know she raised a soldier
I keep it kosher, show no emotions
All of this pain and love and devotion
Got a few homies, they waiting on the motion
I be on dill, I still keep it kosher
Now they got me on the posters
I've just been grindin', I gotta stay focused
All of my niggas, they loaded
'Member them days I was ridin' in a Focus
Trappin' on the backstreet
Got the chopper riding with me on the back seat
I knew I was destined to ball
She wanna ride on my log
Fucked on her friend and she said I'm a dog
I got her number but I never call
Packing it out like a reverend
I just be sipping on medicine
Lil' mama, she say I'm intelligent
I'm not a rookie, they know I'm a veteran
I'm just sticking to the code
Been through a whole lot but nobody will know
'Cause I keep my head high, every day I'm fly
Whole lot of bitches, they bi
Bet I could fuck her and don't even try
All of my niggas, they bosses
I'm not really with all the talkin'
Sticks stay on fire to be cautious
We in the foreigns and we never walkin'
Walk in the club, salute me like sergeant
I been gettin' money, I beg your pardon
Boy, you not with it, then don't even start it
We just be stacking, ain't looking for bargains, yeah, yeah
I gotta keep my head on my shoulders
Came up out that field, mama know she raised a soldier
I keep it kosher, show no emotions
All of this pain and love and devotion
Got a few homies, they waiting on the motion
I be on dill, I still keep it kosher
Now they got me on the posters
I've just been grindin', I gotta stay focused
All of my niggas, they loaded
'Member them days I was ridin' in a Focus
Trappin' on the backstreet
Got the chopper riding with me on the back seat
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Head On My Shoulders - Lil Duke
