J. Stalin - Corner Sto' lyrics

[Intro: sample] I'm so into you, I'm falling on to you I'm so into you, I am [Verse 1: J. Stalin] Another day in the ghetto, God bless the dead I'm still pushing in the trap, smoking purp to the head I lost another n***a and a family member Damn, there goes another one, timber I lost my daddy, bounce back like Simba Hard for these n***as to stop a real winner Whole family eating, guess who bringing in the dinner Money on my agenda, feds on the phone line She keep my bundle in the jeans, I'm so dary on Long as you takin care of the hood, you can carry on Barely grown but the hustle well known My n***a, I'm from where the birds flown Whole zip in my drawers right in front of the store Pocket full of loaf make these b**hes all go I'm into distributing my n***a, I movin snow We into distributing my n***a, we move snow [Hook: J. Stalin] Whole zip my drawers right in front of the store I put these Nike's to work when I see the po-po You ain't stackin yo money what you grinding for, for Watchu grindin for.. Whole zip my drawers right in front of the store I put these Nike's to work when I see the po-po You ain't stackin yo money what you grinding for, for It ain't what you make, it's what you put up [Verse 2: J. Stalin] Still flipping I ain't talking bout gymnastics Spending my cop money on CD graphics I'm from the home of crack, I tell you bout traffic I tried to take a nap but the phone kept smacking Tell them I need help they say I'm overreacting But my clientele ma**ive, so a n***a know they watching On the other hand, b**h n***as is talking to the coppers RIP Mufasa, Gregory smith Before I knock a n***a down, give em Italian kiss Forgive me for my sins, I just wanted to be rich A starter in the game, never ridin a b**h Slide up with a clip n***a long as a trench coat That's how you rock when your coke come on a gold boat Bubble over top like a root beer flow When the feds kick in the door, man that's all she wrote When the feds kick in the door, man that's all she wrote [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil' Blood] Lil Blood keep it real like Boosie n***a blood trill Touch 50,000 of a white b**h in high heels Blew 30,000 in a week to see how it feel Rock 10,000 n***a, way before I had a deal Me and Rae bumpin, doing numbers out in Hollywood Lost a few bands, but the little n***a doing good Trap 6 zips last week when I was in the hood Bought back 8 straight drop so it bounce good Remix, had to double back to the black fence Pepper in my pocket just in case I gotta whack sh** Corn ball clown a** n***as get the stainless On mamas imma hit where I'm aimin, banging Livewire big body ridin, I'm a big dog The b**h ain't been I tell her get lost, get lost Asap, scratch off fast b**h I do it movin If she ain't choosing then the b**h loosing [Hook]