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CHORUS

I was a young nigga I had it all

20 inches riding past the mall

Straight swish like a basketball

I was in the trap when I got the call

My nigga hit my phone

Like he got them Oz

I'm like Oh Shit it's about to snow

Block hot like summer time

But it was winter time after all

I was a young nigga I had it all

20 inches riding past the mall

Straight swish like a basketball

I was in the trap when I got the call

My nigga hit my phone

Like he got them Oz

I'm like Oh Shit it's about to snow

Block hot like summer time

But it was winter time after all

VERSE 1

My nigga he wrapped the hard

We was Trappin hard

All we did was back to back the cars

At the Applebees tryna mack the Broads like that was hard

Stacking ours

Working OT after hours

P-O-P I got them classic bars

I had them 16s but I ain't rap at all (Nope)

I could smell the feds

These niggas singing like Katy Perry Worm need that Porsche shit 911

He locked up so I'm trying to get it.

Bulletproof I'll die to get it

So that chopper thing I'm ridin wit it

This is for my young niggas that tryed to live

And got life and all kinda shit

Lord forgive me for my sins

I'm just trying to win

Saw my childhood friend

In A Benz it was the end (*****ed me up)

But ever since then I been tripping

In the traphouse like I'm fenced

Whippin babies up infants.

CHORUS

I was a young nigga I had it all

20 inches riding past the mall

Straight swish like a basketball

I was in the trap when I got the call

My nigga hit my phone

Like he got them Oz

I'm like Oh Shit it's about to snow

Block hot like summer time

But it was winter time after all

I was a young nigga I had it all

20 inches riding past the mall

Straight swish like a basketball

I was in the trap when I got the call

My nigga hit my phone

Like he got them Oz

I'm like Oh Shit it's about to snow

Block hot like summer time

But it was winter time after all

VERSE 2

Serve the geekers they come back for more

In Newport News it's casket closed

All we do is saran wrap the blow

And stack the dough

My nigga that's fo sho

Back in 08 I ain't rap at all

And to cap it off

I was in VA beach like skeet skeet

Wit freak *****es right off laskin road. (True story)

Nigga run up he getting clapped with the 40

And you know the plug keep them wrapped up for me

These niggas broke they ain't got no money

Me I call the bank

Call me back board shorty

Shorty shorty

Call me back Shawty

And the jewelry so gaudy

Nigga oh my lordy

Stay in the kitchen

Man I'm A whip a holic

If you need them shits

My nigga just call me

Pickups and dropoffs

Make stops for the dough

With a trunk fulla blocks

Get them rocks and I roll.

Put the mask on watch the yopper reload One thing about it ain't Jockin these hoes

Two things about it, They knew he was bout it.

He moving his product up and down the road.

Shooters on go

Give them to call and they do it for show (Bang)

CHORUS

I was a young n**** I had it all

20 inches riding past the mall

Straight swish like a basketball

I was in the trap when I got the call

My n**** hit my phone

Like he got them Oz

I'm like Oh Shit it's about to snow

Block hot like summer time

But it was winter time after all

I was a young n**** I had it all

20 inches riding past the mall

Straight swish like a basketball

I was in the trap when I got the call

My n**** hit my phone

Like he got them Oz

I'm like Oh Shit it's about to snow

Block hot like summer time

But it was winter time after all

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