Trippie Redd - Stoves on the 14th lyrics

Drop my top down, I feel good Drop my top down, in yo hood Steady, spending, on them d** Made it out the trenches n***a, made it out the mud woahh. (Trippie Redd – Stoves on the 14th) I hope these young n***as learn I hope these stupid b**hes learn I hope these stupid b**hes burn Better thank god that they learn Better pray to god that they learn Cause in my hood they on bad terms So I’ma make these n***as hurt Thank god for the stove Thank Tom for a stove Without Edison I wouldn’t be here So I thank god for the stove Gotta thank time for the stove Gotta thank my mom for the stove Gotta thank the block for the stove. Drop my top down, I feel good Drop my top down, in yo hood Steady, spending, on them d** Made it out the trenches n***a, made it out the mud woah. Made it out the trenches I made it out the hood They want me back in the hood So I can’t lack in my hood Cause n***as hating on me They want me resting for good So I tote macs in my hood To still make sure that I’m good [?] just like it’s a chopper I see it I like it yo b***h I might swap her Lil trippie at glizzy’s house so I might pop ya Can’t save me can’t save me, too late for the doctor. Drop my top down, I feel good Drop my top down, in yo hood Steady, spending, on them d** Made it out the trenches n***a, made it out the mud woah Drop my top down, I feel good Drop my top down, in yo hood Steady, spending, on them d** Made it out the trenches n***a, made it out the mud woahhh.