Sneakbo
Sneakbo - Champion lyrics
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Some people love to learn Some people wait they're turn Some people love to fight, yeah Some people give their life, ohhh My names Sneakbo I'm on my way to the top (that's right) I ain't rich still living on the block (A town) I'm motivated won't stop til I bust (nuh) I'm on my own all my friends got locked Round here so sad when a mumsie cries Little boy go school, don't go do crime For every other mother another young boy dies And the, police ain't tryna stop crime When a young man dies that's another in jail I hate when I see another black boy fail I'm angry with the devil in my face Saying walk with young gun if you wan' stay safe (rahhh) See I ain't really a bad guy I just got myself caught in the gang life Bricky boy gas gangs on a mad hype A Town but raised on the summer side And yet the police took away my friends and Everybody wan' kill sneaks in da ends Can't back down stay close to the tent Any paygon that I see are for rasclart dead (rah) I'm A team been about on the roads cause Mummy was broken and daddy was ghost It's real talk I just wan' get dough Then make mummy push that bummer like woah (vooom) Make all the mandem come off the roads And make all the galdem wine down low (back it up) They back it up, back it up, show, show I get girls like my names Sneakbo She says I'm always on the roads and I'm never at home I never show love cause my hearts gone cold (gone cold) Bitch listen up I chase money not hoes So girl maintain or I gotta let go See I been gone couple weeks Come back fam I got a couple bags in my jeans (yeah) We hit west cop a bag of LV Then we cruise in the town in a white TT (voom) Black shades in the whip with the hybrids She lookin hot I gotta holla like hi babes (yo babes) And she be feelin my wave Got the number like Stacy 078 (lah) And my phone books calm fam I got grown women The drop top what my black tings whippin My brownie in the dress look vicious My white girl cooks rice with the chicken, how ya mean How ya mean, how ya mean Top 5 in the south now that's just me (just me) Sneakbo, original sneaky It's JAS I still ride for my team I came up no help from an older But still look at robbery as an Oder Littles and Twiggs showed me how to ride out I'm always round bricks I never hide out So help me, real talk god watch me Cause all my enemies still wan' drop me I bust cause but the feds wan' lock me I'm so parole can't trust no body That's why you see me only fuckin with Koop And Bells real niggas that shoot Political peak JoJo plus dank My BB brothers like Adz n dat (shallow) Clit clat, Mad H, Maggie B (Maggie) Lipper Dan Bora, Young Sneaks My don Shades used to rep GG It's all fucked, Shades RIP I been gassed, bare love for my co Ds Bad dad, lala there be OC PDC Jay, so's Temp TV Shakilion you see my bricky boys rowdy Bricky boys wavey, girls like ahhh Gas boys bang on the dolly like ahhh Them niggas wan'snitch get paid like ahhh I just wanna bust then breeze in my car Sneakbo, I'm on my way to the top Sneakbo I'm on my way to the top I ain't rich still living on the blocks Sneakbo (sneakbo) I'm on my way to the top My names Sneakbo I'm on my way to the top I ain't rich still living on the blocks A Town (A Town)