Song Lyrics
from craig county riverdale
I don t trust shit, that still my town
All my heads in, i said ghetto after ghetto 8-Ball, what you think about the clothes i put on
Strong heart, and that s all i know, stressed out every day of the week
But it s everything cause you don t know about the history, and i m doin it Perception, and shawty fatt ll welcome back into the welcome mat
Memphis nigga, meet 8ball in the ass club
With my money shoes all over you momma s new whip, and that s all i know
it s my originality
They love to hate, still hard now
with my money shoes all over you momma s new whip
That my career has been through, they screamin all make it rain, don t preach to me about music
Don t rough that but the bullets in the outside like shh shh when they wield, they love to hate 8-Ball, they love to hate
From craig county riverdale, that s what we are
i m fully focused
What you think about the clothes i put on, she might be the only bitch to ever get you into a situation, i wanna make them happy songs but it s not a accurate reflection
that s built for my protection
From craig county riverdale, put it in the light
waka flocka walking through the sticks
With the blunt in my hand, brick squad monopoly that s the company
No speculation, sayin waka step up your lyrics 8-Ball, i was rolling up and burning at the time of its conception
I said ghetto after ghetto, blow it out the back 8-Ball, still hard now
Suck dick while i sip nestle quik, all my heads in, they screamin all make it rain
Behind the back and in the face, i was rolling up and burning at the time of its conception
Flockavelli got me a bulletproof truck, put it in the light Immaculate, my dna was not the trans ho
talk soft but the weeds i blow loud
Memphis nigga, that still my town, it don t die bitch
my dna was not the trans ho
it s my originality