"333" lyrics
Ooh, ooh
My day one brother said I changed when I got some money
Fuck you, want me to do, stay in the hood, you must be a dummy
All a sudden bitches jack my bop, 'member when they dubbed me
'Cause they see these diamonds and these chains and they see some money
Speedin' right down Collins in a Range and my wrist so sunny
Havin' Lamborghini dreams
Fuck ya bitch and leave the scene
I must be so fuckin' lit the way they makin' all these memes
But I been gifted since a toddler, I just get up on my knees and I pray
Thank God everyday
That they keep these sucka stupid niggas out my way
All my niggas slimey, we might split a nigga face
Get 'em smoked just like a vape
I pray Zay beat that case
And that Prada be my Lace
PTSD, might pour a four for all these demons
Christmas Eve, I couldn't see him 'cause he was leavin'
Before he left, he left a phone, he said "Call if I need 'em"
Before you know it, the whole world, they was screamin' "Free 'em"
He told me, "Leave the violence"
Once three got killed, couldn't leave without it
And I don't mean to be so mean, I just need some silence
I don't wanna talk lil' nigga we gon' beef about it
Too much jealousy, niggas envy like I'm Calboy
Praying for my city it make me mad, it's too much sad stories
Whoopty with me, they gotta free Trigga, he a wild boy
Gotta do it now, ow, ow, ow, ow
My day one brother said I changed when I got some money
Fuck you, want me to do, stay in the hood, you must be a dummy
All a sudden bitches jack my bop, 'member when they dubbed me
'Cause they see these diamonds and these chains and they see some money
Speedin' right down Collins in a Range and my wrist so sunny
Havin' Lamborghini dreams
Fuck ya bitch and leave the scene
I must be so fuckin' lit the way they makin' all these memes
But I been gifted since a toddler, I just get up on my knees and I pray
He told me, "Leave the violence"
Once three got killed couldn't leave without it
And I don't mean to be so mean I just need some silence
I don't wanna talk lil' nigga we gon' beef about it
Too much jealousy niggas envy like I'm Calboy
Praying for my city it make me mad it's too much sad stories
Whoopty with me, they gotta free Trigga, he a wild boy
Gotta do it now, ww, ow, ow, ow
My day one brother said I changed when I got some money
Fuck you, want me to do, stay in the hood, you must be a dummy
All a sudden bitches jack my bop, 'member when they dubbed me
'Cause they see these diamonds and these chains and they see some money
Speedin' right down Collins in a Range and my wrist so sunny
Havin' Lamborghini dreams
Fuck ya bitch and leave the scene
I must be so fuckin' lit the way they makin' all these memes
But I been gifted since a toddler, I just get up on my knees and I pray
Thank God everyday
That they keep these sucka stupid niggas out my way
All my niggas slimey, we might split a nigga face
Get 'em smoked just like a vape
I pray Zay beat that case
And that Prada be my Lace
PTSD, might pour a four for all these demons
Christmas Eve, I couldn't see him 'cause he was leavin'
Before he left, he left a phone, he said "Call if I need 'em"
Before you know it, the whole world, they was screamin' "Free 'em"
He told me, "Leave the violence"
Once three got killed, couldn't leave without it
And I don't mean to be so mean, I just need some silence
I don't wanna talk lil' nigga we gon' beef about it
Too much jealousy, niggas envy like I'm Calboy
Praying for my city it make me mad, it's too much sad stories
Whoopty with me, they gotta free Trigga, he a wild boy
Gotta do it now, ow, ow, ow, ow
My day one brother said I changed when I got some money
Fuck you, want me to do, stay in the hood, you must be a dummy
All a sudden bitches jack my bop, 'member when they dubbed me
'Cause they see these diamonds and these chains and they see some money
Speedin' right down Collins in a Range and my wrist so sunny
Havin' Lamborghini dreams
Fuck ya bitch and leave the scene
I must be so fuckin' lit the way they makin' all these memes
But I been gifted since a toddler, I just get up on my knees and I pray
He told me, "Leave the violence"
Once three got killed couldn't leave without it
And I don't mean to be so mean I just need some silence
I don't wanna talk lil' nigga we gon' beef about it
Too much jealousy niggas envy like I'm Calboy
Praying for my city it make me mad it's too much sad stories
Whoopty with me, they gotta free Trigga, he a wild boy
Gotta do it now, ww, ow, ow, ow
Writer(s): Bay Swag, Lloyd McKenzie
