So Faded Boys - Corner lyrics

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So Faded Boys - Corner lyrics

(chorus) I'm brand new, on the corner Trapping whole things from the corner The block be hot, put away the chopper Just understand me i need my money No j g wentworth but i need it now If i see a cop imma flush a hunnid pounds Got a lot of guns with hella rounds In the field ain't no lackin' Just move around [verse - smoke#00] Just move around or get shot Same n***a you beef with, gone get you caught Fufu n***as, i got shots I got shots, send em at yo block I got bags bags i got bags on my corner I be moving everything, no askin', what you need bruh Move around move around cause i'm on this lean So much money out here boy the streets ain't no game Catch up, slow down, i'm too far in my lane Hit em red light i just want my green I claim so faded, so faded boys the gang Rule one, dont be claiming what i claim n***a (chorus) [verse - 40rty] Trap back in my trap house I got 4 choppers & 0 knots Arm & hammer, baking soda I got the work stuff it in the pot 1 gold chain and a casio watch Brand new sneakers, twin pair jordans Lil n***a, big guap, ho's call me el chapo Im rio bro, ha'd go, hit her with that calico This ain't no freestyle but one of the realest i ever wrote She already know i ain't gotta quote In the front seat she getting low Bobble head the extendo, im throwin ash out the window I'm from the hood, gettin' paid Bussin juggs, makin' plays In the streets where you ain't safe On the corner, gettin' this cake Yea this cutla** on my waste Bey! better dont have nothin' to say Say the wrong thing to me you could meet your grave (chorus) [verse - D fresh] On this block we sellin' Drew fresh what they yellin' I'm coming on this beat like i'm story telling Boy who you foolin' I just be coolin' All i do is win i don't know about losing In the field, i play it real I'm d fresh, now they know my name Im foreign, these n***as boring Around my way they k** for 500 dollars, RAA Put down the gun, went to the booth When i do a song all these girls get loose So they know im a baller, never was a follower Me and my n***as stay fly on the corner (chorus)

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