Willie The Kid - Ain't Nothing lyrics

[Boldy James] HBO Hill Block Original Yeah Two two seven Sig Sauer boys It's Boldy Blocks Uh huh, drug zone seven, six, neighbor gang Don't go to the playground ConCreatures Wiseman Bronze Willie the Kid [Verse 1 Boldy James] I'm from Detroit so I represent For my ConCreatures We're a force to be reckoned with Come up shorter than a midget On his knees No weave, but the 40 got extensions Long as them pigeon toed project b**hes with the bowed legs who old men is locked up in prison Or he either got laid out Who sell dope, do hair, and babysit out of the same house So the police don't know when to raid O.T. on the low, keep getting paid In full Plus she got crazy pull She know every drug lord in the whole entire neighborhood b**h touching real chips Quick to let me know if it's straight up Or some stepped on bullsh** My full metal jacket I'm Mr. Goodwrench Let's get ratchet, but don't forget the good sense [Verse 2 Willie the Kid] So I pull up in the beamer right Fresh off my flight on a rainy night Had the Aga**i's on It's sirens Blue and red lights at the nightclub It's drizzling Welcome back to Michigan Cherie, she running up Tapped my window I had my little brother with me Looking like she's crying when I rolled it down She simply Told me Little Jay from around the way Got into it in the club, with some n***as Over nothing Started busting f**ing up packs He used to do that A fool as n***a Talking too much Switching up cliques I mean it figures Little n***as pulling out guns What you said on the Facebook? Proud to be a crook where I'm from sh** it's never fair Shake or be shook Put a rose on your grave Or some cash on your books I'd rather get fly Count money with a b**h She get high While I sip the Remy Weed smoke in the sky I tapped my brother like 'See Cherie talking about your man Lil n***as got it f**ed up It's real, but understand All it takes is one bullet Weak n***as scared enough to pull it Don't be somewhere, you probably shouldn't.' It's real The land of the brave The home of the gritty Ain't nothing fair when you're living in the city (Repeat 3x) Willie the Kid n***a Boldy James Two Two Seven ConCreatures The Emba**y Yeah